“A toast to a beautiful cooperation!” 

“I am here to pick you up, High Chancellor,” the bodyguard who had driven them to the villa curtsied as he opened the car door. “His Lordship is waiting.”

“Let’s go,” Levian spoke in a dry voice as he pulled Sherry towards him and climbed inside the car.

The bodyguard sneaked a peek at the couple in the backseat through the rear-view mirror. He still had not recovered from the incident before.

“What are you looking at, mister?” Sherry asked, glaring at him. He hurriedly shook his head and started the engine. Within five minutes, the car pulled out in front of a grand, white building. They had reached their destination.

Stepping out of the car, Sherry sized the building with her eyes. Just standing outside the door, she felt the oppressive aura that was waiting for her…waiting for them, right behind the door.

“Are you alright, baby?” Levian whispered softly, holding her hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.