Ivy Holden had originally assumed this Uncle Ellison Jensen Morrison mentioned was just some respected elder. At worst, maybe his family was very wealthy or had a bit of influence, but it was nothing to write home about. After all, she was a woman of the world.
However, as she watched the car turn onto a deserted street flanked by imposing red walls and guards standing as straight as ramrods, Ivy Holden suddenly felt a pang of apprehension.
After passing several checkpoints and being stopped for inspection multiple times, the car finally came to a halt before a traditional courtyard home with red walls and gray roof tiles. It turned out this Uncle Ellison was a truly powerful figure.
"Um…" Before they went in, Ivy Holden tugged on Jensen Morrison's arm and whispered, "Who exactly is he to you?"
