Chapter 354

As soon as Sicily got out of the elevator, she called Ernest. Jimmy's eyes were burning with anger. However, he stood in the night of summer, and the cold wind blew on his face. He glared at the little man who didn't know it, turned around and strode forward. As a result, Sicily hung up the phone after she called Ernest and told him that she was safe. When she turned around, Jimmy was already gone. She was stunned for a few seconds and wanted to say thank you to him, but he left without saying goodbye. She lowered her head and was still thinking about what had happened in the elevator when she heard a harsh horn. She looked up and saw the familiar black Spyker, low-key and luxurious, like a beautiful cheetah in the dark night. The window was rolled down. The same noble and elegant man frowned and ordered impatiently, "get in the car." Sicily bit her lips and refused politely, "I don't want to bother Mr. Lincoln. I'll take a taxi home later." The man snorted coldly, raised his