least not the Ella Grant he was familiar with.
Lenn peerry finally felt a flicker of interest as he looked down at the girl on the ground. "Oh, you know what I want?"
Born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he had access to power and wealth that most people could only dream of. Even he didn't know what he truly wanted in life.
"I can help you with anything!"
Her words piqued Lennox's curiosity; he was eager to see how Elle Grant planned to deliver on that promise.
"Alright." The man scooped the petite girl into his arms effortlessly. "Little one, you'd better not regret this..."
The assistant stood by, completely stunned. He must be dreaming, he had to be!
Lennox Perry, the man whose very footsteps could shake the city, was actually carrying a girl into his car?
Inside the warm sports car, a casual outfit was tossed onto Ella Grant. "Put this on!"
Ella glanced at Lennox, who was starting the engine, then looked down at the shirt and pants in he hands. They must be his clothes!
But how could she change here?
She held the clothes for a long moment without moving, until Lenn let out a chuckle from the front seat. "Don't worry, I'm not interested in trash."
Ella's expression darkened. Trash?
Those words were something she had only ever used to describe others!
"Mr. Seven, don't speak too soon. Otherwise, it might not look good when you end up with egg on your face in a few days..." She raised her arm slightly, and Lenn caught a glimpse of her slender waist in the mirror. A few droplets of water slid down her fair skin, stirring something inexplicable within him. "Oh really? If you're in such a state, Miss Grant, you sure have a lot of confidence in yourself."
At that moment, Elle had already changed into a nice outfit, her eyes sparkling with determination. "What happened in the past is behind me. I'm not the same person I used to be. Lennox, how about we collaborate? I promise you won't regret it."