The car stopped, and the door of the silver-white sedan at the front opened, with a man and a woman getting out.
The man appeared to be in his early twenties, dressed in a hoodie and jeans, while the girl looked a few years younger than the man, dressed exceptionally trendy and fashionable.
After getting out of the car, both walked eagerly to the red racing car, smiling appeasingly, "Miss Lucine, we've arrived at the hotel, please get out of the car."
After a while, the door finally opened, and a tall woman with golden hair in sportswear and a baseball cap stepped out.
She had a very typical appearance of someone from country Y, with high cheekbones and blue eyes, and a stunningly intense beauty— even with furrowed brows and a visibly unhappy face, she radiated a unique charm.
