Zhao Li Xin left the restaurant, and as he stepped out of the lobby, a sleek blue sedan pulled up at the entrance. He opened the door, slid into the front passenger seat, and the car pulled away from the grand, luxurious hotel.
"So, you were offered a new job?" Lory lowered her sunglasses, her eyes glinting with playful amusement.
Zhao Li Xin chuckled. "Well, your husband is quite popular."
"Of course. The man I chose can't be wrong," Lory said proudly.
He took her hand and kissed the back of it with quiet affection. "En. They'll never make a worthy offer as long as they don't know your true identity and my identity."
Lory smiled in agreement. Whatever the enemy learned, whatever information they gathered, their predictions would always fall short so long as her real identity remained hidden. That was why no one worried about Zhao Li Xin meeting Salvo De Rova.
Driving through the secret entrance of Cestine Palace, they made their way to the King's study room.
