Chapter 2089 Black Market
Candice was muttering to herself. She just could not understand what was going through that woman’s head.
It was already raining, yet the woman had still ventured out into the downpour just to buy a red umbrella. It was unsettling.
Ivanka tightened her grip on the steering wheel.
So, her guess had been right. The woman had deliberately chosen that umbrella. She had bought it to celebrate. That was why she had dressed so conspicuously.
From the very beginning, it had been premeditated. The way she had wrapped herself up so tightly made that clear.
Her phone chimed. Candice had sent a photo.
The woman’s skin was pale, and her features were delicate.
But the camera that recorded that surveillance footage was too old. Even after enhancements, the image quality remained poor. Without it, the entire frame would have been nothing but a blur.
Ivanka sighed. As she stared at the photo, the feeling of familiarity grew stronger. No matter how hard she tried, she just could not recall whe

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