Dorothy reluctantly smiled as she nodded to the man in the driver's seat of the Bentley, "Hello, Mr. Sherman."

When faced with this malicious man with sinister intentions, her heart felt uneasy.

"Where are you going? Let me give you a ride."

"Thank you, but there's no need for that."

Out of the corner of his eye, Dorothy saw a taxi coming over. She immediately rejected his offer, turned around and ran towards the taxi next to him.

Unexpectedly, Jeremy jumped out of the car and blocked her way. He wore a pair of black trousers, and his expression was cold and sharp. He let out an icy laugh and...