"I can walk on my own, you don't need to carry me."
She wasn't seriously injured and definitely didn't need him to carry her around.
Eleanor struggled to get down, but Bernard wasn't having it.
He carried her out of the hospital and straight into his car.
"W City isn't safe right now, I'll take you home."
Bernard buckled her seatbelt and signaled the driver to get out.
The driver who had been dispatched by a subsidiary, wasn't familiar with Mr. Laurence's ways and was a bit lost.
It took him a few glances at Eleanor to realize that the boss was wooing her, so he hurriedly got out of the car.
Bernard shot the driver a frosty look. "You don't need to come anymore."
The driver stood dumbfounded. Did he mean not to drive anymore or not to come to the company?
Watching the car drive away, he puzzled over it for a while before it hit him.
"Oh crap, I'm fired!"
Bernard started the car, backed out with one hand, and once he was out of W City, he turned to Eleanor and asked, "Where do you live?"
Eleanor didn't want him to drop her off, but Bernard had always been a one-man show.
He did whatever he wanted, and she had no right to refuse.
She gripped the seatbelt tightly, and reluctantly told him her hotel address.
Bernard glanced at Eleanor through the rearview mirror and didn't like the sullen look on her face.
He forced himself not to look at her anymore, gripped the steering wheel, and swiftly drove her to the hotel entrance.
As Eleanor got out of the car, she turned and said, "Thank you, Mr. Laurence."
Her polite but distant manner caused Bernard to frown slightly, but he didn't say anything, and just handed her the purse she'd left behind the night before.
Eleanor took the purse, thanked him again, closed the car door, and hurried into the hotel.
As soon as she got off the elevator, she heard Pearce's panicked voice.
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