Upon hearing Grace's words, Jonathan slowly lowered his raised leather shoe. He extinguished the cigarette butt and took out a handkerchief, slowly wiping his hands. At this moment, he resumed his elegant and gentlemanly appearance.
"Let's go," Grace's voice was complex as she gently reminded.
Jonathan turned around and followed Grace into the Mercedes-Benz car. The Mercedes-Benz convoy slowly departed, leaving only the female secretary trembling in fear lying in place... Her body still trembling uncontrollably...
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On the dusk street, the Mercedes-Benz convoy drove slowly. Grace sat in the car, finally officially taking the golden-bordered letter in her hand. There was a hint of solemnity in her beautiful eyes as she slowly opened the envelope.
Inside the heavy envelope, there was
