Chapter 96

• A black Rolls-Royce Phantom parked nearby blinked its lights twice. Andrew strode over, opened the door, and got into the driver's seat, his long, clean hands resting on the steering wheel. The car slowly pulled out of the garage.
• He drove slowly, searching for Isabella along the way. He wanted to find her quickly and then, confess openly that he wasn't just some wanderer. His identity and position could provide her with everything she desired.
• However, despite driving quite far, he still hadn't seen Isabella's shadow. Yet, he could faintly smell her scent. Perhaps they had missed each other at some unsuspecting crossroad.