Chapter 343

And by this time, Candy Hall and Marisa Darcyhad long since moved out.

Inside a luxury clubhouse in the suburbs, Ivy Smith sat in the lobby, waiting for the mysterious person behind the email to appear.

"Miss, your soda."

The waiters here are uniformly dressed in black suits, and their demeanor is not as respectful as that of ordinary clubhouse attendants. Ivy Smith feels vaguely strange, but with her attention focused on the door, she subconsciously reassures herself that this is probably the hallmark of this clubhouse.

Not long after, a car slowly from the distance, parked in the open space outside the clubhouse, a figure from the car, because of the gate on both sides of the potted plant obscured, Ivy Smith could not see the other party's face.

Is hesitant to get up, the other party has walked into the lobby, the face, surprisingly, she had seen the ......

Ivy Smith never expected that the person who investigated her past and threatened her with it would be Candy Hall, who is now vi