The BMW Z4 was considered the cheapest amongst luxury convertible cars.

In the eyes of a wealthy person, that car would just be a toy.

But a car like this would usually be enough to scare ordinary people.

The car’s roof opened up at this moment, revealing a woman. She did not look pretty, but her face had layers upon layers of foundation to make her look a little more exquisite.

The woman took out her phone to glance and then looked back at Harvey.

“You’re Ms. Yvonne Xavier’s friend?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Harvey nodded.

“You must be Hazel Malone’s assistant, Ms. Mullins. Correct?”

Assistant Mullins then coldly replied, “How can you be this arrogant?! Why aren’t you even waiting for me on the side of the road? Do you want me to circle back to the entrance just for you?

“Don’t you know that I’ll be charged five whole dollars just to park here?!

“Get in the car already! I don’t know what Ms. Xavier’s thinking, asking me to fetch a poor fool that doesn’t even own a car.”

Assist