"I'm not sure if the count is downstairs or not, but I do know that these were delivered to the Medical College by his butler." Olivia Parker put down her chopsticks, took out the envelope that Lucas Walker had instructed the old butler to deliver, and placed it in front of her. "And this, your count wanted me to give this to you after you finished eating."
There was nothing on the envelope. Ivana Bennett broke the wax seal and pulled out the paper inside.
On the exquisite letter paper, there was only one line, not very beautiful in Croatia language, every stroke was carefully written, it was obviously Lucas Walker's handwriting.
"Tonight at 8, I'll be waiting for you at Cloud Nine."
Below was Lucas Walker's signature in English.
After reading the note, Ivana slightly raised her eyebrows.
"Where is Cloud Nine?!"
