Just as Lily Turner anticipated earlier, even though those paparazzi spotted her, each one was subdued by Luke Crowe, and she followed her self-assumed mob boss into the apartment without any hesitation.
Whether it was Easton Holmes' overwhelming presence or the intimidation of his mob boss persona, Lily Turner felt an invisible pressure. Since getting into the car, she hadn't dared to look directly at him, always averting her gaze.
Once in the elevator, Lily instinctively stood by the elevator buttons, ready to escape at the first sign of danger.
Easton glanced at her and stood by the door.
"Wait a minute!"
Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a young girl rushed towards them and squeezed in at the last second, "Thank you!"
Lily lowered her head, letting her hair fall to shield her face. She could only hope the little girl didn't recognize her. She was already having a tough day and couldn't afford any more trouble.
"Hand it over!"