Three minutes later, a globally limited Bentley with only five units rolled out. Its black body and white headlights, combined with Bentley's signature design at the rear, and a spacious, bright interior made it unforgettable at first glance.
Jerry stepped out of the car and respectfully handed over the keys. "Mr. Storm, this car has been modified. Its safety performance is unquestionable, capable of withstanding attacks from long-range sniper rifles. Driving on the road, one could almost call it a tank. Please take a look."
"Thanks," Talon said as he received the car keys.
"Mr. Storm, please don't say that. It's my honor to serve you," Jerry hurriedly replied.
Watching the car's taillights, the receptionist and Talia sighed in melancholy. Talia felt a sense of regret; had she known he
