Like other wealthy heirs in Coronet, Ian Preston also has a hobby of car racing, although he is not as passionate as Silas Cheney and the others.
He has his own private garage with plenty of cars under his name, so it's not easy to recognize his cars, but his license plates are quite memorable.
For instance, this consecutive number plate from Coronet.
Thea Lynch took a deep breath and smiled at Foreman Chandler and the others, "I'll go over there for a bit."
"Ah, alright, alright." The group confidently made way for her.
Thea Lynch walked to the Bentley's rear seat and bent over to knock on the car window.
The window slowly rolled down, and sure enough, Ian Preston was sitting inside.
Upon seeing him, Thea Lynch pursed her lips, "Third Brother, are you looking for me?"
"Where are you going?" Ian Preston saw her with her colleagues, his dark eyes tightly locked on the figure outside the window: "A dinner gathering?"
Thea Lynch responded with a sound.
