The girl was very tall.
She was at least around 1.75 meters tall.
She wore a tight-fitting sports tank top on her upper body, and a fluttering short skirt, also a sports skirt, on her lower body.
A white headband was tied around her forehead.
Every exposed part of her body was still glistening with sweat, clearly indicating she had just returned from exercising.
Although the girl's skin was bronze-colored,
it was smooth and shiny, exuding a youthful and energetic style.
"My daughter, Eleanor Lewis."
Donal Lewis pointed at the girl and said.
Then, he pointed at Dirk Carter and said to the girl, "My new secretary, Dirk Carter."
Eleanor's gaze fell on Dirk, sizing him up, and she said to Donal Lewis, "Dad, you're improving, finally showing some good taste."
"What do you mean?"
Donal Lewis asked.
Eleanor covered her mouth with a smile and said, "Previously, every secretary was a misshapen melon; now you've finally found a handsome guy, not bad, not bad."
Upon hearing this.
