Empire Hotel.
By the window of the presidential suite stood a beautiful woman dressed in opulent Tsarist Russian court attire. She had a high nose bridge, deep-set eyes, amber-colored pupils, and remarkably stunning features.
She was on a phone call, speaking leisurely in an Eork language: "I like the first gown that was sent over. I'll wear it to tonight's ball. The dress is fine, but the necklace needs to be changed. Send over the gemstone necklace I won at the auction two months ago."
"Hmm? Not enough time? There are still 7 hours until the ball at 8 PM tonight. It only takes six hours for a private plane to arrive. Still not enough time?"
"You think the cost is too much to send a necklace? Haha~ The last thing I lack is money."
Caroline hung up the call, then looked at the view outside and asked a man in black standing respectfully behind her: "Did you just say the people from the Shadow League have seen her?"
