48 48. Operation Rescue Inez

No one came to greet Ivette.

Ivette was even more charming than the rumors suggested, the 20-year-old still looking like a petite and adorable 16 or 17-year-old girl.

Her golden curls that draped down from her shoulder, like a celestial galaxy, shone brightly. Her eyes were as pure as two blue sapphires, and her white scarf around her neck emphasized her pure white skin, which was even whiter than milk.

After getting off the train, Ivette took a breath of Furse's air, and the moisture in her breath condensed into a mist around her dainty lips.

Ivette smiled wearily and said habitually:

"Theo didn't come to pick me up again."

Wearing a black hat and a dashing suit, Hewitt was sitting on a chair nearby reading a newspaper, sometimes showing admiration and sometimes shaking his head.

'I look quite handsome in this photo, but this one doesn't do me justice.'

Ivette looked around and then proceeded alone with her luggage towards the Pure White Tower.