Chapter 283: Treating An Illness.
However, that was none of his concern.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Savannah giggled: "Sir, they thought I was giving that to that old man earlier.”

"They even said I fancied some young master, aspiring to climb the social ladder. I disdain! My heart forever belongs to only the Emperor."

Ethan grimaced with amusement. Just as he was about to speak, he had to brake abruptly as several black cars zoomed in from both sides, forcing his Panamera to a halt.

The car doors flung open and out hurried six or seven thugs, each armed with iron rods and machetes.

Savannah's eyebrows knitted, and her eyes turned icy cold: "Who seeks death today?"

Instantly, the car's atmosphere seemed to freeze.

With just that one statement, she transformed completely. The delicate and endearing aura she exuded moments before had vanished, replaced by the menacing demeanor of the assassin: "Elizabeth”.

Ethan emotionlessly said: "No need for fatalities."

“Yes.” Savannah nodded, then stepped out of the car
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