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The reporters, now at a loss for words, were stunned. Who exactly was being challenged here?
The car sped along, thendscape whizzing past the window.
With Glenn at the wheel, Ellie sat in the passenger seat, her mind a whirlwind as she tried to sort through her emotions. She couldn’t deny the warmth that surged in her heart at the sight of him. For the first time, she truly felt the care and strength of her family surrounding her.
Stealing a nce at Glenn, she noticed traces of the fervor from his recent confrontation. It was clear that his intensity had not yet fully faded.
Feeling her gaze on him, Glenn suddenly realized that his earlier behavior might have been too harsh.
He chastised himself internally, silently cursing the harsh words he had thrown at the reporters. Trying to smooth things over, he turned to Ellie with a sheepish smile. “Ellie, I got a bit carried away earlier. That’s not really me. I’m usuallyid-back and good-natured!” He grinned wide, a little wary as he asked, “I didn’t frighten you, did I?”
“Not at all,” Ellie replied, shaking her head. “Thanks, my brother.”
At her words, Glenn mmed on the brakes. He turned to look at her, his face a mix of shock and delight.
The Maybach screeched to a halt in the middle of the road. Luckily, the streets were quiet, and there was no immediate danger.
Jolted forward by the sudden stop, Ellie’s heart skipped a beat, but the seatbelt kept her secure. She met Glenn’s gaze, her eyes wide with rm.
“What did you just call me?” Glenn’s voice was tinged with wonder.
Realizing the weight of her admission, a smile broke across Ellie’s face. Louder this time, she affirmed, “I see you as my brother now!” Glenn’s eyes filled with emotion as he looked at her.
He abruptly turned away to restart the car. “Ellie, you’re sure you’re alright?”
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“Yeah, I’m fine.”
After the jolt they had just experienced, Glenn’s attention wasser-focused on the road. His concern for Ellie’s well-being drove his cautious driving. The corners of Glenn’s typically solemn mouth turned slightly upward in a faint smile.
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