“The plan we have devised appears to be rather haphazard and lacking in precision!” Vixen raised her voice, directing her words towards his brother.
Vincent made his way to the charity event, leaving Vixen patiently waiting in the car. Vincent was taken aback as the woman suddenly fainted, leaving him no chance to approach her. Little did he anticipate the swift response of Irene’s manager.
Without hesitation, the manager swiftly scooped up the woman and handed her over to the vigilant bodyguard who had been standing nearby, right at the very spot where they had been seated moments before.
“I didn’t even touch her!” Vincent’s foot made forceful contact with the interior of the car.
A decision was made among them, concluding that only one individual should take the initiative to approa
