Lucifer saw her blue eyes, hooked his lips with a smile, "My Cecilia is extremely beautiful."
Hearing such high praise from Lucifer's mouth, Sophie didn't find it strange.
After the two disguised themselves, they prepared to leave the hotel.
In front of the hotel, the black Maybach fleet was already waiting there.
The guards respectfully opened the car door, Lucifer held Sophie's hand and was about to get into the car, when Charlie appeared beside them.
"Maniac, Young Master wants to see you."
Upon hearing this, Sophie turned her head and saw the direction Charlie pointed to, noticing the black Bentley parked not far away.
Lucifer tightened his grip on Sophie's hand, hooked his lips with a smile, "Didn't see that Cecilia and I were about to leave?"
Why so oblivious?
Charlie said nothing, stood firm, and the meaning in his eyes was already very clear.
Sophie wouldn't leave, so he wouldn't leave.
The two were just consuming time like this, seeing who can outlast whom.
