Chapter 69

It was clear that Ann had a knack for fashion. Every time Wyatt saw her, he couldn't help but be impressed. Other than Ann, there was a woman standing beside her, holding a file bag. It was Hazel. Five or six bodyguards were also surrounding them, looking tense. Despite their work attire, Wyatt couldn't help but wonder why they were clustered around the car. "What's going on?" Wyatt quickly stepped forward. Upon seeing Wyatt approach, Ann waved her hand, signaling the bodyguards to step back. "Wyatt, come and check this out." Ann pointed to her ride, the Rolls-Royce, with a frightened expression. Wyatt approached and was startled to find the driver's seat infested with small snakes, crawling all over in a repulsive and unsettling sight. One of them had crawled onto the steering wheel, resembling a snake-shaped decoration. But, it was alive. Looking closer, Wyatt noticed that the front passenger seat and the back seats were also occupied by these small snakes. "Super creepy."