Forsaken Daughter Pampered by Top Hier

Chapter 191

Ella’s eyes widened in surprise. “What do you mean” She thought back to Long Harbor, where it was all for Sebastian’s sake Now, it seemed like it was all about money “Money”

Lorenzo looked at her naive expression and scoffed. “Your pocket money?”

Ella’s eyelid twitched in irritation. That was a bit harsh. Her pocket money wasn’t much, but for Mr Giovanni’s people, it was probally just a drop in the bucket. “So what are you really after? My mom’s Turner Group

Lorenzo chuckled again, a hint of amusement in his voice “Turner Group Is that little company your mom

Ella’s eyes widened in disbelief. Little company? What’s this guy’s deal? Everyone in Long Harbor talks about how impressive the Turner Group is, and how far my mom has taken it. But in Lorenzo’s eyes, it’s just a little company?

A thug’s voice came from outside the can “Check all the parked vehicles too. Don’t let any slip by

“Got it, boss, another voice replied.

Hearing that they were going to check parked cars made Ella’s breath catch in her throat. If they stayed here, they were in trouble.

She clutched Lorenzo’s shirt tighter. “Drive, hurry up and get us out of here,” she whispered nervously, cursing about her bad luck in her mind.

Lorenzo’s grip on her chin tightened as he straightened up to look outside. There are a lot of people coming,” he said, his tone flat but with an undercurrent of warning

Ella’s heart raced. Of course she knew there were people coming–she could see them out of the corner of her eye. She just wanted to get out of this mess as quickly as possible. “Enough. Just tell me, what you want?” she pleaded her voice shaking,

Lorenzo’s eyes flickered with amusement. “So straightforward?” he asked, almost teasingly.

Ella’s frustration boiled over. “Just tell me already.”

Lorenzo’s expression softened just a bit. He gave her chin a gentle squeeze, not quite a pinch, and then turned to the driver “Drive,” he said firmly.

The car finally started to move, but almost immediately, the driver slammed on the brakes.

Lorenzo lurched forward, and Ella, still caught between his legs, couldn’t help but let out a small cry as her forehead collided with his belt buckle. The impact was jarring, and she winced, clutching her forehead. “Ouch” she muttered, wincing in pain.

Lorenzo’s eyes narrowed as he glanced at her, then back at the driver. “What’s going on?” he asked, his voice sharp.

“They want to inspect the car, the driver replied, his voice strained.

side, gesturing for the

down the window.”

didn’t want to be found

an eyebrow at her. “Hmm?” he prompted, clearly waiting

to find her; there must be a big complication behind it.

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you really afraid the proper

always on the edge wouldn’t be

envio and witnessed anything liked

life and deach and in was impressive she

throughs, and demanding

whatever conditions you want afterward Ella fred

yet, so there was no need to

slightly, as if he had received the answer he wanted. He casually instructed

the driver nodded and hit the

way through. Once they realized it, they

about to get up from between Lorenzo’s legs when she heard the noise. She instinctively shrank back, her legs

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mean” She thought back to Long Harbor, where it was all for Sebastian’s

her naive expression and scoffed. “Your

twitched in irritation. That was a bit harsh. Her pocket money wasn’t much, but for Mr Giovanni’s people,

his voice “Turner Group Is that little company your mom

the Turner Group is, and how far my mom has taken it. But in Lorenzo’s eyes,

voice came from outside the can “Check all the parked vehicles too. Don’t

boss, another

to check parked cars made Ella’s breath catch in her throat. If they stayed here,

and get us out of here,” she whispered nervously, cursing about

look outside. There are a lot of people coming,” he said, his tone flat

raced. Of course she knew there were people coming–she could see them out of the corner of her eye. She just wanted to get out of this mess as quickly as possible. “Enough. Just tell me, what you want?” she pleaded her

“So straightforward?”

boiled over. “Just tell

gave her chin a gentle squeeze, not quite a pinch, and then turned to the driver “Drive,” he said firmly.