May and Mr. Lee were not idiots. They exchanged a look and figured out the situation instantly. Mr. Lee licked his bottom lip before he finally started to talk, "O…Of course, Mr. Hendrix."
"Who is she?" Ivan frowned as he pointed at Stacy. "Well… Actually…" Mr. Lee's voice was trembling, his brain spinning like mad. "I thought you knew who she is?" Ivan arched an eyebrow. His cold gaze was terrifying as it fell on their face.
"Yes, yes… That lady is Mrs. Hendrix, your wife."
"Are you sure about that?" Ivan frowned. Mr. Lee was so nervous that he thought he was gonna pee himself. May also didn't dare to meet Ivan's eyes.
"Su-Sure!" Mr. Lee stuttered. Stacy had bribed them beforehand. She had promised more if they could keep her secret. "Do you also recognize her?" Ivan turned to May.
