Chapter 50 Ingrate

After waiting for about 20 minutes at the entrance, a chauffeur arrived driving an Aston Martin with unassuming color. Elinor's lips twitched slightly at the sight of the sports car. It was evident that Jaxson was quite furious. Otherwise, he would not have sent such a car to pick her up. The chauffeur did not even step out of the vehicle, just unlocking the doors for her. Only after climbing into the car did Elinor realize that the driver was not one of the usual chauffeurs from the manor. Instead, it was the bodyguard who accompanied Jaxson everywhere, the one responsible for pushing his wheelchair daily. The bodyguard glanced at her with a clenched jaw, filling Elinor with a sense of confusion. "What an ingrate!" The bodyguard suddenly muttered under his breath, just a couple of minutes after they had started driving. Elinor frowned but chose to ignore his comment, assuming he was venting his frustration about something else. "Are you ignoring me? I'm talking to you!" the bo