After leaving Rose Valley, Catherine Ford planned to go to the bus station.
This side is a villa area, quite a distance from the bus station, and she was wearing high heels today. The walk already took a long time when coming here, and now her heels were chafed, making her limp as she walked while a thin layer of sweat formed on her forehead. At that moment, a black Bentley stopped beside her.
"Get in." The man's low, cool voice was like a clear spring on snow, inexplicably compelling obedience.
Catherine Ford turned her head to see the stern face inside the car, and while she was about to refuse, the driver had already gotten out and opened the car door for her.
After saying thanks, Catherine Ford got into the car, sitting somewhat stiffly next to Benjamin Jones.
