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Forsaken Daughter Pampered by Top Hier

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Chapter 390

Lorenzo Ing up the phone, bent over, and offered his hand to Ella.

Ella looked at his hand reaching out to her. She gave a nervous chuckle and placed her cold little hand into his

large palm.

Lorenzo spread his legs slightly and was about to pull Ella up

As Ella straightened up, she realized how awkward their position was-she was kneeling between his legs. “I uh...

was being chased by sbad guys, she stammered, trying to cup with an explanation. It sounded

ridiculous even to her, but it was the truth.

Lorenzo raised an eyebrow. “Chased by bad guys again?” he asked, his tone skeptical.

Ella instinctively swallowed. Now that Lorenzo mentioned it, she started to wonder if the incident at Long Harbor

Airport was really targeting her. She hoped not. If it was, nowhere would be safe.

“What trouble has Mom gotten into this time? As the chairperson of the Turner Group, shouldn't her daughter be

safe from such threats?’ she wondered.

Ella forced a smile. “I knew you wouldn't believe me, but-

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She didn’t get a chance to finish. Voices from outside the car interrupted her. One of the men, furious, kicked a

luggage cart “Damn, those two girls ran pretty fast.”

Ella had been about to get up, but seeing those guys outside the car, she instinctively ducked down. In doing so,

her head ended up resting on Lorenzo's stomach, since his legs were on either side of her armpits.

Lorenzo and Ella exchanged a glance of mutual awkwardness.

“Lethide here for a bit, just for a moment,” Ella whispered, clinging to Lorenzo’s waist. She couldn't bring

herself to stand up, feeling too exposed.

This was surreal. Ella had never imagined she’d find herself in such a situation, living in what was supposed to be

a peaceful

time.

Outside the

e car, o

one of the thugs was on the phone. “Sorry, Boss, those two women got away,” he said.

“What? Surround the airport?” cthe response.

“Got it,” the thug replied.

Ella’s heart sank. ‘Surround the airport? So this person has influence in Fiorenza too. Mom sent Emily and me

here an got us trouble. Does she not even realize who she has offended? This is a disaster.

Ella’s back was slick with sweat as she nervously turned her face to look at Lorenzo, half of her face still pressed

against his stomach. Why wasn’t the car moving yet? “Why isn’t the car moving?” she whispered urgently.

“You're still in th

car,” Lorenzo replied calmly.

| can’t get out. Ella insisted. She had heard the thug’s call. They weren't planning to leave and “What do you

mean? No intended to surround the entire airport. If she got out of the car now, she’d be caught for sure.

“Won't you save me?” Ella clung tighter to Lorenzo's sides, her grip on his waist more desperate than ever. She

refused to le

go, no matter what

Lorenzo raised an eyebrow. “Saving you doesn’t ccheap.”

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Ella’s mind raced. What does he mean by that? Is he actually charging for rescues now? She asked. “But when

you usedin Long Harbor, you didn’t ask for money”

Lorenzo chuckled, a low, amused sound. “That was for Mr. Giovanni's sake. But now. His voice trailed off as he

paused, his slender fingers lifting Ella’s chin. He leaned down slightly, bringing their faces so close that their

breaths mingled.

Lorenzo was undeniably handsome, his features strikingly sharp. Ella had always struggled to distinguish faces,

but “Lorenzo’s looks were unforgettable. His deep-set features and those eyes-always hinting at a hint of charm-

were mesmerizing.

Yet, after their intense encounter at Long Harbor Airport, Ella knew exactly how ruthless those eyes could be. The

kind of ruthlessness that cut straight to the soul.

Even now, staring into those deep, captivating eyes, Ella couldn't help but swallow hard. “What?” she whispered.

Lorenzo's voice was smooth. “Now, what do | get out of this?”

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