Although there was no sender information on the parcel, since the parcel had delivered it to her, so the delivery company must have known who it was from.
The manager nudged the delivery man, signaling him to hurry up and answer.
The delivery man also knew what was at stake and didn’t dare delay, hastily saying, “It’s a woman.”
“A woman?” Charlene blinked and looked to Aria, “Is that the one you’re thinking of?”
Aria lowered her eyes, “I am not sure.”
With that, she gazed at the delivery man and asked again, “What kind of woman, looks, body, anything in particular?”
The delivery man thought for a moment and replied, “It was a woman with dark hair and dark eyes like you, with a look and figure that I could not really see. She was dressed very thickly, but there didn’t seem to be anything special about it.”
“What kind of answer is that?” Charlene frowned.
Aria frowned.
It seemed that it should be Jamila.