Chapter 40

• The taxi drove towards the Royal Club. Rachel got out of the taxi and stood in front of the Royal Club International, where even the exterior decoration of the building looked low-key and luxurious.
• She didn't rush in. Instead, she lifted her hands and meticulously arranged her clothes to make herself look good and neat, then she tore the gauze from her forehead and tucked her bangs up over the scar that had three or four stitches on it.
• Once everything was done, she straightened the spine that had been bent for the past three years as best as she could.