Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

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Chapter 213

Chapter 213

Lorenzo hung 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.

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As Ella straightened up, she realized how awkward their position was–she was kneeling between his legs. “I, uh… was being chased by some bad guys,” she stammered, trying to come up 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-”

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.

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

Surround the airport?” came the response.

the

and me here and

her face still pressed against his stomach. Why wasn’t the car moving

still in the car,”

had heard the thug’s call. They weren’t planning to intended to surround the entire airport. If she got out of the car now, she’d be caught for sure.

and

me?” Ella clung tighter to Lorenzo’s sides, her grip on his waist more

eyebrow. “Saving you

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faragár back to Longitator, where it was all for Sehatan’s cake

oney “Money

her nabor expression and which “low pocket money!

won’t much, Bor for Mr. Giovanni’s people, it was probably just a drop in the bucket. “So what are you

hint of amnement in his voice. “Turner Group? Is that little company

the Turner Group is, and how far

car “Check all the parked

another

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

and get us out of

he straightened up to look outside. “There are a lot of people coming,” he said, his tone flat but with an undercurrent of

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.

eyes flickered with amusement. “So straightforward?”

boiled over. Just tell

squeeze, not quite a pinch, and then

almost immediately, the driver slammed on the

fiver.

out a small cry as her forehead collided with his belt buckle. The impact was jarring, and she