The engine of the white carbon fiber Pagani purred softly before falling silent as Isabella Vance carefully parked the luxury sports car in the private garage of Lohan's penthouse.
The space, lit by light blue LED lighting, was spacious and secluded.
Isabella shut down the holographic dashboard's navigation systems and opened the gull wing door as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and stepped out of the car wearing an elegant dark silk tailored set that highlighted her slender silhouette, adjusting the small genuine leather designer bag on her shoulder with even more ease.
Stepping onto the garage floor, she looked around with curiosity.
Even though that luxurious penthouse at the top of the Upper Zone belonged to her, Isabella had never lived there, nor had she ever used the space for any leisure activity, since she'd bought the place only to rent it out to Lohan.
