Ethan frowned, "I saw her this morning, and she seemed fine. What happened?"
Davina grabbed his arm and pulled him toward the car. "There's no time to explain, I'll tell you on the way. Get in the car!"
Seeing her anxious expression and the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, Ethan realized the situation must be very serious. He decisively got into Davina's sports car.
Ethan barely had time to fasten his seatbelt before Davina floored the gas pedal. Startled, Ethan quickly grabbed the car's handle and didn't dare to ask any more questions.
At this moment, it was more important to let Davina concentrate on driving!
Although he wasn't afraid of dying, he certainly didn't want to die in a car accident!
Twenty minutes later, the sports car stopped at the entrance of an estate. The massive iron gates slowly opened, and two gloved guards bowed slightly to the car.