Alder smiled helplessly.
She wanted to tell him, but did she have the courage to do so?
Geena’s identity was a secret.
How could she say anything without his permission?
Besides, she was so anxious that she almost blurted it earlier, but Frederic interrupted.
She could not believe that the old timer was blaming her.
Silly… Jeez!
Of course, Alder kept these thoughts to herself and would never speak them aloud because Frederic was only looking out for her. As Alder’s thoughts were running wild, there was suddenly the screech of brakes outside.
Everyone looked over quickly to see a luxurious Rolls-Royce parked in front of the antique shop entrance!
No one was allowed to drive into the antique market because the antique market was in the old city area, and there were many people there. Accidents could happen easily if you drove in.
Therefore, who was the person who was able to drive the car here?
Everyone was guessing when the people in the car had opened the car door and gotten out.
It was none other than the mayor, Quentin!
Quentin was followed by a beautiful young female secretary.
The female secretary was gorgeous, more beautiful than Alder.
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