He escorted her to the entrance, and then beckoned over one of his men, "He will take you home. Don't contact me unless there's an urgent matter, I'll reach out to you. Be careful."
Just as he finished speaking, he opened his arms and gave her a gentle hug.
"Ivana, I'm beginning to have second thoughts."
After their embrace, Ivana Bennett gave him a consoling smile.
"Don't worry, if I've survived this much, fortune will definitely come my way. Besides, I'm a soldier brought up by my old man himself."
He nodded seriously.
The Assistant came forward and handed over a prepared cane, "Miss Bennett, let's go."
"Sure." Ivana Bennett took the cane, waved to him, and followed the Assistant downstairs.
In the parking lot, a car was already waiting.
It was an ordinary black Volkswagen. Soon, the car left the building and meandered through the urban area.
Sometime later, it parked outside a quiet alley, and a beautifully ostentatious, pink Cadillac appeared.
