Chapter 397

Macro was caught in the crossfire for no reason, almost losing his cool in anger.

Stephanie paused; she just wanted to ask about Ella. “Can I have a quick chat with Ella?” she asked. It was impossible to explain things to Lorenzo, so the only person she could turn to was Ella.

Sebastian said, “Pass the phone to Ella.”

Lorenzo replied, “She’s already passed out.”

Stephanie fell silent. “Passed out? Just how scared was she at that moment?”

Sebastian exchanged a few more words with Lorenzo before hanging up, advising him not to be too hard on Ella.

Stephanie looked at Sebastian with concerned eyes, still worried about Ella.

Sebastian gently stroked her hair and said softly, “Easy now. Ella was probably with him when he dealt with the Dohm family.”

Stephanie frowned. When Lorenzo went on a mission? No doubt about it—Ella would be really scared.

In the car, Ella was curled up between Lorenzo’s legs, unwilling to move regardless of what was said.

Lorenzo’s large hand reached out to her. “Get up.”

Ella shook her head, tears pouring down her face.

Lorenzo’s expression turned serious. “Do you plan to stay between my legs forever?”

Ella remained silent.

Lorenzo seized her slim wrist, prepared to pull her up, but she didn’t dare. The car windows had bullet holes in them; it didn’t feel safe to sit up. “I’ll just sit right here,” she insisted.

“Ella Turner.” Lorenzo’s tone was more intense.

“I want to go back to Long Harbor, I want to go home,” Ella pleaded and burst into tears.

In an unfamiliar place, going through something like this, who wouldn’t lose it? Now, Ella just wanted to go home, back to where she grew up, back to her own house where it felt safer.

Lorenzo chuckled softly, “Ms. Turner, have you thought about how you ended up in Fiorenza?”

Ella looked at him, confused.

Lorenzo said, “If I’m not mistaken, something must have happened to you in Long Harbor, right?”

Ella had lived in Long Harbor her whole life, and her mother was no ordinary person either—a formidable woman thriving in the cutthroat business world. But now, Ella suddenly showed up in Fiorenza, with people at the airport relentlessly following her. Who wouldn’t think she was on the run?

Ella breathed heavily, tears streaming as she stared at Lorenzo.

Chapter 397

Lorenzo’s hand was still extended towards her. “Get up. It’s safe now.”

“Really?” Ella choked out. To her, it seemed like nowhere felt safe suddenly.

Lorenzo wasn’t someone who comforted women well. To be honest, he found tears quite annoying. If Ella weren’t Stephanie’s best friend and if Stephanie hadn’t asked him to look after her over the phone, he would have thrown this crybaby out of the…

“Come on, it’s not that big of a deal for you to cry this much,” he said, his patience wearing thin.

“Not a big deal?” Ella broke down even more. Her tears were flooding like there was no end.

Seeing her tear-streaked face, Lorenzo was at a loss. “Alright, alright, it’s a big deal. You were scared. But it’s safe now.”

Ella shook her head. She had spent almost the whole journey dodging bullets. This time, she truly felt what real danger felt like. Now, when Lorenzo said it was safe, she just couldn’t bring herself to trust it and couldn’t even remember what true safety felt like.

Seeing her still crying, Lorenzo completely lost his patience and snapped, “If you cry one more time, I’ll throw you out right away!”

This tactic worked like magic, as Ella immediately shut up—she fainted.