Chapter 143 The Mysterious Man

• An uneasy feeling flashed through Hazel’s mind, and she quickly reached for the car door handle, but the driver had already locked it.
• “Miss Queen, don’t rush to leave. Haven’t you always wanted to know who I am? Well, today’s your chance. Let’s have a good chat.”
• Hazel’s hand reached into her bag, grasping the hairpin her mother used to always carry. Ever since she found the hairpin, Hazel had kept it with her.