Half a month later.
In the shopping mall of Maibana Street in Chicago, an aristocratic young man was going through the shops with a girl.
The youth was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with blond hair and blue eyes, and filled with a special confidence. As for the girl, she had darker skin and a sweet and alluring countenance, bearing some resemblance to Angelina Jolie.
The appearance and aura of the two were excellent and when they were walking together. They could not help but attract the attention of passers-by.
Around the two of them, there were six or seven large men in black clothes who were covertly protecting them. From this scene, one could tell that the two young people had elevated statuses. They were either rich or noble.
Soon, under the surreptitious protection of the six bodyguards, the two walked into a cheap jewelry store.
"Jenny, what's there to see here? If you want, I can just buy this entire shop."