She wanted to ask Curtis why Lendon decided to bring her to the party; however, she chose not to speak her mind. Kendra sat in the car and waited for Lendon.

“Mr. Martin.” A bodyguard greeted him and opened the car door.

Lendon got on and sat down next to Kendra with his black suit. He even looked stunning, and Kendra couldn’t help but admire this man.

“Why did you take so long?” Lendon frowned, staring at her elegant appearance.

Kendra didn’t want any argument, lowered her head, and in a low voice, she uttered, “I am sorry. It was my fault. I didn’t saw Curtis’s call earlier,”

Lendon stared...