Ivana Bennett curled the corner of her lips, "I appreciate your goodwill, but I refuse."
She wasn't a fool, letting the old butler prepare her plane ticket would be equivalent to telling them her intended destination.
She wasn't that stupid.
Turning around, Ivana briskly walked towards the exit, the old butler stood in his place, frowning as he watched her retreating figure.
After a few steps, Ivana suddenly remembered something.
Halting, she thought for a moment, then turned around and walked back to him.
Joy welled up in the old butler's eyes, "You?"
Ivana Bennett tossed the diamond ring into his hand, gripping her suit, "Tell Lucas Walker for me - this time, I saved his life. If he still appreciates this favor, tell him not to disturb me again!"
Turning around, she walked away briskly.
