Accepting this new reality, she quickly checked her situation and found that she didn't have a single penny in her pockets, and her phone was useless.
The night was deep, and the location was remote. She waited by the roadside for a long time, but not a single car passed by.
Even the most skilled mecenary would be at a loss in this situation. She shivered, curling her body into a ball, and stumbled forward.
A cold wind blew, and time seemed to stretch endlessly.
After what felt like an eternity, a pair of headlights finally appeared in the distance...
Before she could feel any joy, her body seemed to drain the last bit of energy, and everything went dark.
Two understated yet luxurious black sedans pulled over to the side of the road, and a man in a sharp suit stepped out.
Bathed in the glow of the headlights, a breathtakingly handsome face emerged from the night.
The man exuded an icy aura, with thick brows and deep-set eyes, his chiseled features seemingly crafted by divine hands. Especially his peach blossom eyes, which sparkled as if they had captured starlight from the galaxy.
After assessing the situation, the assistant reported, "Seventh Master, it seems this is Miss Elle Grant from the Grant family. Should we rescue her?"
Lennox Perry looked at the unconscious girl, his expression indifferent.
He recognized her as Elle Grant, the infamous weak-willed and brainless heiress of the Grant family.
Tonight was supposed to be Elle Grant's engagement party, wasn't it?
From Elle's current state, he had already pieced together what had happened.
Given Elle's personality, he wasn't surprised at all that she had ended up in such a predicament.
Even if he saved her today, similar incidents would likely happen again—once, twice...
However, she did look pitiful in her current state.
Lennox Perry turned his head, just about to instruct his assistant to call for an ambulance when a cold hand grabbed his pant leg. "Take me back to the Grant family, and I can get you anything you want..."
The girl's voice was weak, yet it carried an undeniable determination.
This didn't sound like Elle Grant, at