Meanwhile, Eleanor sat under a sunshade, chatting with the others.
After a while, they spotted two figures approaching on a sightseeing cart.
"Who's that?"
Eleanor squinted her eyes, recognizing Lenard on the cart. The woman beside him was likely his date.
Lenard looked dashing as always. As the cart stopped, he draped an arm around his date's waist and strolled toward them.
"Hey, everyone, where are Asher and the others?"
Roy replied, "Mr. Anderson and the others are riding horses."
Lenard chuckled, then fixed his gaze on Eleanor. A hint of amusement flickered in his eyes, hidden behind his sunglasses.
"Ms. Clark, what a coincidence. We meet again," he said with a light laugh.
Eleanor nodded. "Mr. Johnson, hello."
Lenard, amused by her serious demeanor, teased, "Hey, I recentl
