So this is what it feels like… being protected, being recognized—it’s actually kinda nice.
Even more surprising? It came from Leslie Green.
He actually wanted her approval. Badly.
Leslie frowned slightly.
What was Eleanor Fairfax really planning?
“For now, just focus on healing. Either stay at home or go to the company with your brother, but don’t go wandering around.”
Leslie thought Miles Ackerley would push back like usual, but to her surprise, he just nodded. “Okay.”
Meanwhile, Eleanor picked up what was left of her finger, planning to rush to the hospital.
That’s when a man strolled over.
He looked her up and down with that sleazy glint in his eyes.
Eleanor knew well enough that she had a killer figure—this kind of look wasn’t anything new to her.
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