Chapter 410 She's looking at the "devil"

Eric drove while Isabella sat on the Driver.

All along the way, the woman kept her head out of the window, as if she was immersed in some kind of emotion. She let the window open, and the cold wind whistled incessantly.

Eric was holding onto the steering wheel. He was constantly observing Isabella's expression, and his lips hooked up into a shallow smile as he asked: "Is this bag very important?"

"Yes." Isabella retracted the hand that was supporting her lower jaw, with gloomy her gaze "Very expensive."

She was cold and indifferent. It was hard to tell how anxious she was.

Eric could see that she was being perfunctory and laughed, but did not probe further.

Not long after, the car stopped in front of the hotel entrance and Isabella went straight to the reception hall, "I would like to ask if you guys found a silver grey leather bag, it's near the ladies' restroom on the second floor."

She recalled that the bag had undoubtedly been lost when she took it to the bathroom.