Ella pursed her lips slightly. Although she needed connections the most right now, this woman's behavior was truly infuriating.
The taxi driver stood up trembling, looking pitifully at Ella and the woman.
At this moment, a man stepped out of the Lamborghini. He narrowed his eyes, exuding a dangerous aura. "Harper Carter, since when did my car become yours?"
Ella was stunned for a moment. The voice sounded familiar. When she looked up, she was speechless. How could she run into this man here?
The man wore a black suit, his expression lazy with a hint of coldness between his brows, and his eyes gleamed menacingly. He smiled charmingly at Ella, "Miss Davis, what a coincidence."
Indeed, it was a coincidence, to meet the man she had been avoiding here.
"Quite a coincidence, Mr. Nelson!" Ella nodded slightly. "Is this your car? Not this lady's?"
The woman's face flushed instantly. She stomped her foot and glared at Ella, quickly sidling up to Eric, wrapping her arm around his, and said sweetly, "Oh, Eric, I was just kidding!"
So, the car wasn't hers. That made things easier!
The driver stood on the side, looking mournful, not knowing what to do.
A trace of displeasure flashed in Eric's eyes. He coldly removed the hand from her arm, "I don't know you well, and you have no right to joke with me. Judging by how spirited you were just now, you don't seem to be feeling dizzy anymore?"
Harper's face alternated between red and white. She had found an excuse with great difficulty and managed to pressure Eric's sister into getting him to reluctantly agree to take her home. But she hadn't expected to run into such an accident halfway.
"Oh, Eric, I was just angry because your car got hit! You wouldn't blame me for acting on my own, would you?" Harper forced a gentle smile, confident that she could handle Eric.
"My business is none of your concern." Eric's lips curved into a brilliant smile, but his eyes were icy. This dangerously seductive man's smile made Ella's heart race.
Harper's smile froze.
Ella lightly curved her lips, "So, this car doesn't belong to the lady... Mr. Nelson, how about this accident..."
"How about you compensate, is that right?" Eric turned to look at Ella, his deep eyes carrying a faint smile. "I know you're not short of money, but neither am I. If you must help, why not leave your phone number, and I'll let the driver off."
Ella glanced at the dejected driver and reluctantly nodded, "Alright, I'll give it to Mr. Nelson."
With that, she quickly wrote down her number and handed it to him.
Eric chuckled, "Miss Davis, your driver doesn't seem well. How about I take you home?"
The driver shivered upon hearing this, feeling weak and sweating profusely. Although this kind lady helped him out, he had indeed hit this man's car, and since the man said he wasn't feeling well, he could only go along with it.
"Yes, yes, this kind lady, thank you for helping me today... but I'm really feeling dizzy and can't take you home."
The driver forced a smile, while Ella, feeling helpless, understood that the driver had no other choice.
"Eric, didn't you say you were going to take me home?" Harper hurriedly blocked Eric as she saw Ella about to get into the car.
A hint of irritation flashed in Eric's eyes. "Can't you hail a cab yourself? Or do you think I'm your driver?"
With that, Eric pushed Ella into the car and slammed the door shut.
Harper's face alternated between red and white with anger. She had beauty and a great figure, while that woman had nothing, yet she had caught Eric's attention?
She watched helplessly as the Lamborghini sped away, tears of frustration streaming down her face.
"Stupid bitch, don't let me catch you, or else..."
Inside the car, the atmosphere was tense and quiet. Ella sat silently, staring at the passing scenery outside. She didn't know what to say and didn't want to get entangled with Eric.
What confused her the most was that she really couldn't tell if this man was a friend or a foe.
"By the way, Hannah is recovering ..." Ella began.
"I told you I'm not interested in her. I'm more interested in you." Eric chuckled, his eyes glinting, making Ella momentarily lose her composure.
"You..." Ella was surprised. How could Eric be so direct with someone he barely knew?
"You don't seem to like me very much, do you?" Eric glanced at Ella, feeling puzzled. This girl was only seventeen or eighteen, lacking the mature allure of Harper, yet he was inexplicably drawn to her.
Perhaps it was her uniqueness and intrigue, unlike Harper, who was always coquettish and boring.
"No, Mr. Nelson, you're overthinking!" Ella quickly denied.
She didn't like Eric, but she couldn't say she hated him either.
"But every time you see me, you look displeased."
"Not at all, Mr. Nelson. You must be imagining things." Ella smiled, a breeze-like smile, though a hint of nervousness flashed in her eyes.
Eric snorted. He could see the avoidance in her eyes, yet she tried to deceive him?
"Is your stepmother treating you well?"
"She's okay," Ella replied blandly.
Eric asked no more, and Ella maintained her silence, sitting quietly.
The car stopped in front of her house. Ella thanked him and hurriedly unbuckled her seatbelt, eager to leave.
Eric's face darkened, exuding a chilling aura. He grabbed Ella, pulling her into his arms.
Ella gasped, meeting Eric's eyes in panic. "Mr. Nelson..."
"You seem eager to get away from my car."
"Mr. Nelson, you've misunderstood. I didn't mean it that way. Everyone wants to climb up to you, and I'm no exception!"
Ella smiled charmingly, her usual calm demeanor now captivating.
Eric felt his heart stir, a teasing smile on his lips. "Then show me how you plan to climb up to me. Kiss me? Seduce me? Or entice me?"
Ella's face turned crimson. She hadn't expected him to be so straightforward.
Seeing her hesitation, Eric's gaze darkened. Ella was right, everyone wanted to climb up to him.
As a leading candidate to inherit the Nelson Group, Eric had an impressive future ahead of him. His ruthless business tactics earned him Old Mr. Nelson's admiration, and many believed Eric would be the future heir.
But this girl, every time she saw him, acted as if he were the plague!