Chapter 40 Get the Hell Out of the Car

He leaned against the car door, his neatly arranged black hair messed up by the wind, which added some bohemian feelings to his noble temperament. When he saw Cierra walking towards him, he straightened up slightly. At the same time, his eyes darkened slightly when he saw the man beside her. The wind at night was wild, carrying a slight chill. Cierra wore William's business suit on her shoulder, but she still felt a bit cold. She did not look at the man in front of her and went straight ahead with Harold. Just like in the venue, she brushed shoulders with him. But Draven was not as indifferent as he was inside. He turned sideways to block her way. "What can I do for you, Mr. Trevino?" Cierra originally wanted to ignore him and leave, but there were people leaving the scene one after another. There were even media. Although they were not stars, it was inevitable that peop