She frowned slightly, but her beautiful, heart-shaped face remained calm, her gaze unwavering.
"Hmph." Lorraine Hanson sneered coldly, not lingering any longer, and turned to walk towards his sports car, then drove away with a flourish...
Half an hour later, Lorraine Hanson appeared in front of a high-end apartment building.
The Swiss Apartment is a hotel-style building, eighty-three floors high, known as a prestigious residential area in Ottawa, reputed to be a wealthy district. The residents here are either rich or noble, supposedly all famous figures and elites in politics and business.
Lorraine Hanson took the elevator straight to the eightieth floor. As soon as the elevator doors opened, there was a spacious living room. The living room was brightly lit, elegantly decorated but not luxurious. The predominantly cream-colored warm tones were very cozy, and the fresh flowers and plants everywhere easily revealed that the owner was female.
