C617 Meeting of Rivals 2

The enemy's path was narrow.

It was nothing more than that.

Doreen was wearing a tight red dress with a pair of sunglasses perched on the bridge of her nose. Her golden hair was curled to the side, and her 15 cm high heels made an orderly sound as she stepped on the floor. She entered the room, took off her sunglasses, looked up and down at the furnishings in the room, then shook her head