“Where are you going to take me?” Irene continued to inquire, undeterred by Vixen and Vincent’s lack of response.
They stood beside the car. Vixen is the driver, with their gattina comfortably seated in the back. The woman inquired about this matter on multiple occasions. When she woke up, Mame Lenie had a sheepish smile on her face.
Mame Lenie had been left at the estate, as he was in need of some rest. Inside the car, there were only two individuals, with Vixen and Vincent’s men tailing closely behind in separate vehicles. Vixen stole a quick glance at their beloved gattina, catching a glimpse of them through the reflective surface of the car mirror.
The woman’s pouting expression catches Vixen’s attention, and she finds it rather endearing. They both maintained a constant smile as t
