Looking at the tablet, Lucas Walker was still in the same spot.
She swallowed a scream of frustration.
This bastard, why is he so stubborn!
Picking up a pencil, she tapped it lightly against her forehead. Ivana Bennett racked her brain but couldn't come up with a suitable plan.
Now that he knew she was here, he definitely wouldn't give up until he found her.
Visualizing his face, she swiftly sketched an outline of Lucas Walker's side profile on a piece of paper.
"You big jerk, I'm going to curse you with this drawing!"
Picking up the sketch of Lucas Walker, she angrily tapped the tip of her pencil onto the paper.
Soon, she had drawn an array of dots all over Lucas's face in the picture.
Looking at the comical depiction of Lucas Walker, Ivana broke into a small smile as a light bulb went off in her head.
Taking a clean sheet of paper, she quickly started sketching again.
Before long, she had drawn military-styled women's clothing on the paper.
