Chapter 391: Rain Shower

Midnight.

The weather had suddenly begun to deteriorate, with invisible threads of rain pouring down from above.

Rainwater splattered on the ground, reflecting in the puddles a sharp, clear crimson.

A stretch version Maybach came to a stop in front of the villa; the driver got out from behind the wheel, expertly opened a black umbrella, and, after meticulously shutting the door, stepped back a few paces to open the rear door.

The clear sound of raindrops hitting the glass entered the ears, while the man in the back seat remained entirely still, his head slightly tilted back as he pretended to sleep.

The driver held the umbrella, a pair of sunglasses masking his expressionless face, as he respectfully nodded and softly said, "Mr. Battleson, we've arrived."

The tranquil atmosphere was shattered.

Justin Battleson suddenly opened his eyes, furrowing his brows deeply. Though his eyes were clear, there was an inexplicably suppressed anger rising to the surface.