Chapter 91

Michael nodded his head, then quickly took out his laptop, and found the owner of the license plate number. He waited for nearly another hour before dialing the owner's number. "Hello, sir, I'm the boyfriend of the lady who rode in your car earlier, can I ask where she went?" Upon hearing this, the driver at the other side tutted, so the lady was cheating, huh? In such matters, it would be best to play the good guy, after all, it's tricky dealing with people's personal affairs. "The lady had me stop the car at the bottom of the elegant Horse Building. I must say, brother, your girlfriend is very capable!" "…" Fed up with the driver's chatter, Michael abruptly hung up the phone, then without a moment's hesitation, stood up, grabbed the trench coat on the couch, and headed out the door. As Dorothy entered the posh Horse Building, she was taken aback to see a security check at the front desk. Was there a bomb threat recently? With a speechless expression, she cooperated with the screening