Central Park.
The group was still shopping when Heather received a message from Li Dan. Without realizing it, she gradually fell behind the others.
In the end, she quietly made her way to one of the exits.
Even if Heather had been more careful, she would still have been noticed. There were hardly any ordinary people here; how could they not have noticed? They simply chose to allow it.
North Exit.
Heather looked left and right but did not see Li Dan. Just as she was about to send him a message—
A sports car ahead and to her left suddenly beeped, startling Heather.
Heather frowned at the sports car and was about to move somewhere else when the window slowly rolled down.
"Come here."
Her slight displeasure instantly vanished. Heather's cheeks flushed red, and her previously reserved steps became light and eager, like a little animal running toward its owner.
The people around them noticed the scene and wore expressions of understanding. Forget women—even men could not resist an Apollo Intensa Emozione.
Heather had not expected Li Dan to buy a sports car. Though she knew nothing about them, she could tell from its appearance alone that it was something special.
She did not even know how to open the door.
After finally getting into the car, Heather still covered her face and asked,
"Was I embarrassing?"
The seat's support was excellent, the leather felt unbelievably soft, and the carbon-fiber trim inside contrasted sharply with the orange stitching. Technology and luxury hit her all at once.
Li Dan's palm covered her long leg. Its warmth seeped through her thin jeans as he gently stroked her with a reassuring firmness.
"How were you embarrassing?"
"How could you possibly embarrass me, baby? Look at those legs. Even supermodels don't have legs