The black car swiftly passed through the darkness, Ellen Candi sat in the back, watching the man driving ahead.
The night breeze blew in from the window but couldn't dispel the restlessness in her heart.
Damn Eric Candi, Ellen cursed him inwardly, only causing her trouble!
The black Bentley slowly stopped at the entrance of the apartment where she and Eric once stayed. Ellen followed Trenton Smith out of the car, watching the man skillfully walk towards their dwelling.
Watching his figure, Ellen felt a slight shock in her heart — even when they thought they were hiding very discreetly, their secrets had long been completely controlled by others. The difference was only in whether some people were willing to investigate or not.
Trenton stopped at the door, Ellen stepped forward, saying, "Let me open the door."
