Chapter 1385


    Chapter 1385 Forced To Grovel With a Smile


    “How do you n to repay me?”


    Ashton was blunt with her demand. Favors always needed to be reciprocated, and she had certainly


    assisted the man a great deal that evening.


    “Well, how would you like me to repay you?”


    Emmanuel shrugged in response as he shot back a question. He did not want to dwell for long on his


    musings as he might still need official assistance from Ashton for the uing secret renovations, so


    it would be a good opportunity to discuss it in detail with her.


    “For the next few days, just spare me half a day of your time.”


    “Hm?”


    Emmanuel was slightly surprised and puzzled.


    “Teach me how to fight, and I don’t mean in bed!”


    Ashton rified her words to avoid any misunderstanding.


    After Emmanuel dazedly nodded, she briskly led her team away.


    Elena observed the entire exchange from her spot by the road.


    As Emmanuel prepared to drive back, he caught sight of her elegant figure in the night.


    Thest time he was in Yeringham, Emmanuel had approached her in order to meet Samuel. However,


    six monthster, their roles had beenpletely reversed. This time, it was Elena who approached


    him.


    “Mr. Lowe!”


    “Ms. Lyle, is there something you need?”


    Emmanuel did not hold any grudges against her. After all, she had helped him once before, and she


    exuded a mysterious aura that made men want to learn more about her.


    With a charming smile, Elena asked, “I’ve been stood up. Could you give me a ride?”


    After pausing for a moment, she chuckled, “It’s very difficult to find a cab at this hour around here!”


    Emmanuel gazed at her for a long moment.


    He had always sensed that she was different from the other beautiful women he knew, but it was not


    until tonight that a thought crossed his mind-could she be Creuburgian?


    Her wless face gave him a different impressionpared to Mackenzie’s face.


    Undoubtedly, her features might have a more perfect, textbook-like charm, but Mackenzie’s beauty felt


    more genuine than hers.


    “What? Is that not okay? I’ll just walk then.”


    Elena politely nodded once more before she turned to leave.


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    “Get in the car.”


    Emmanuel eventually agreed to her request, as he had many questions he wanted answers to. The


    ride back would provide a good opportunity for those questions.


    Elena hesitated for a moment before shing a charming smile at Emmanuel that shimmered like silver


    moonlight.


    However, Emmanuel did not react like the other men who would gantly open the car door for her.


    Instead, he only opened his own door and immediately settled in the driver’s seat.


    Elena chuckled. He’s the same as always. He is still that man who absolutely doesn’t understand how


    romance works.


    She recalled that when Emmanuel entered the private room, he did not spare a nce at all the


    provocatively dressed women. At that moment, she sensed that he was different and worthy of special


    attention.


    “Ms. Lyle, please share the location of your destination.”


    Emmanuel started the car as he made the request.


    As he was new to Onza, he was unfamiliar with the area. Thus, having a GPS location would make the


    drive easier.


    “Of course! Thank you, Mr. Lowe!”


    Elena took the initiative to add him as a friend on Instagram before promptly sharing the location of her


    destination.


    Emmanuel casually nced at his phone and noticed that the profile picture she used was a bit


    sensual. Still, for someone with her morous beauty, it was normal to use a profile picture like that.


    “Ms. Lyle, forgive me for being forward.”


    Emmanuel got straight to the point. “Are you Creuburgian? Why were you with Vihaan tonight? I’ve


    heard rumors about you in Yeringham which imed you had married into a wealthy family!”


    “Hehe, I am ttered by your interest. Mr. Lowe, I am doubly honored!”


    Elena spoke in a very formal manner, just like the type of woman who wanted to seem very


    approachable even though they forever kept all men at arm’s length.


    “However, Mr. Lowe, why do you think I am from Creuburg? Is my Chanaean pronunciation not good


    enough?”


    “You’re great at having proper pronunciation, but you just don’t feel like a Chanaean woman! Ms.


    Elena, you haven’t answered my question yet.”


    Emmanuel focused on his driving as he solemnly kept an eye on the woman who was as beautiful and


    dangerous as poppy flowers.


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    In Elena’s opinion, men like him inexplicably exuded a sense of authority as they could render her


    feminine charm


    ineffective.


    Men like him were a rarity in her eyes.


    “I am indeed Creuburgian, but I’ve lived in Chanaea ever since I was a child. My sister knows Vihaan,


    and he took a liking to me when he came to Onza for business. I’m just a poor woman who’s forced by


    a tough life to grovel with a smile. I have no right to object to anything done to me.”