Chapter 489

Victoria Olsen thought this and immediately took two steps toward the car.

She caught a glimpse of someone opening the car door, with a pair of leather shoes coming down first.

Then came the black trousers, straight legs, and the midsection…

Victoria deliberately walked in a wobbling manner, pretending to be overcome by alcohol. Just as the person finally got out of the car, she threw herself at him.

"Ouch…"

Victoria Olsen let out a cry, then collapsed onto the man, before rubbing her body against his, "Mr. Horton, sorry, I sprained my ankle."

After saying this, she lowered her head, feigning shy modesty.

She had expected the person who spoke to be a refined and cultured man, but instead, she heard an elderly voice, "Young lady, are you alright?"

Victoria's body stiffened, and she quickly turned around, only to see an old man holding her, which scared her into standing up straight, "Who are you?!"