Chapter 257

She simply could not find a way to change her views on Elliot. … "Mr. Foster, let's go back!" the bodyguard said. "Your clothes are wet. If we don't go home and get you changed, you will catch a cold." It was early autumn, and even with the sun above their heads, the temperature had dropped significantly. "I'm not cold," Elliot said in a steady and calm voice. Seeing how stubborn he was, the bodyguard realized that Elliot was not going to change his mind and resorted to waiting alongside him. Shortly after, a red Porsche Cayenne slowly drove toward them and stopped beside Elliot. The car window rolled down, and Mike poked his head out. "Hey, why are you here?" Mike was shocked to see Elliot drenched from head to toe. "Did it rain?" The bodyguard glared at him impatiently, "It's that brat Hayden's doing!" "Oh… As expected of Big H! He always has the guts to do what I wouldn't dare to!" The bodyguard could only stare daggers at him. Mike cleared his throat and got out of