Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！-Chapter 872: Why Do I Feel Like His Presence Is So Familiar...

Ariel Morris turned around. Although she couldn’t see anything, she still looked towards the direction she came from.

Jorge Saxton knew she was waiting, waiting for Arlo Seys. He pressed his lips together and spoke in a deep voice: "Ariel, let’s go, hold on well, being back by his side is better than anything."

"Okay." Ariel Morris hung her head, her voice extremely dejected.

Jorge Saxton led Ariel Morris onto the plane.

Behind them, not far away, those watching them board the plane had their deep, penetrating gaze fixed on Ariel Morris, their indifferent face becoming increasingly profound.

On the plane, Ariel Morris fell into a deep sleep. Jorge Saxton signaled to Camden, who understood, and quietly stepped away.

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Time passed, and Ariel Morris slept particularly deeply. When she woke up, she asked Jorge Saxton beside her: "Brother, how much longer until we arrive?"

Jorge Saxton put down the newspaper he was holding and replied lightly: "You’ve been asleep for a whole day. We are now in the car, heading to my manor estate in Italy. Since you’re awake, have something to eat first."

"That long?" Ariel Morris was surprised, as she usually doesn’t sleep that deeply or for so long! "Brother, how did I get off the plane? How come I slept so heavily?"

Jorge Saxton handed Ariel Morris some food, smiling: "How should I know why you slept so heavily? I couldn’t wake you! I carried you off the plane." Jorge Saxton’s gaze glanced at the tall figure inside the RV, a straight face as he lied to Ariel Morris.

Ariel Morris didn’t doubt, receiving the bowl Jorge Saxton handed her, "Brother, where did the porridge come from?"

"I bought it, just after getting off the plane. I noticed many people buying porridge at this place, so I got some for you."

Ariel Morris nodded and lowered her head to eat her food.

After a few bites, suddenly her stomach churned and Ariel Morris began to feel queasy. Jorge Saxton immediately put down the newspaper and intended to get up to take care of Ariel Morris.

Yet someone was a step ahead.

That tall figure, as soon as Ariel Morris stopped eating and frowned, promptly drew out tissues, swiftly moving forward, gently patting Ariel Morris’s back to help her ease.

Jorge Saxton’s chilled gaze shot toward that figure.

Wasn’t he supposed to keep his cool? This is called keeping his cool?! Even as the brother-in-law, he couldn’t help but despise him!

A familiar scent approached, making Ariel Morris frown even deeper.

Finally, after the vomiting subsided, someone held tissues to wipe her mouth, leaving Ariel Morris slightly stunned, "You’re not my brother, who are you? You’re not Camden either."

Why does the scent he carries feel so familiar to her?

"Oh, I forgot to tell you." Jorge Saxton looked at his sister and that tall figure, explaining: "He’s called Eleven, I invited him to protect you. Now that your eyes are inconvenient, someone must ensure your safety."

Ariel Morris frowned slightly, "Why do I feel that his scent is so familiar..."

Jorge Saxton’s hand paused on the newspaper, addressing Eleven: "My sister is asking you! Can’t you introduce yourself?"

Eleven poured Ariel Morris a glass of water, his voice sounded faint: "Miss Morris, I am Eleven, responsible for protecting and taking care of you from now on."

Jorge Saxton laughed, "Ariel, does the voice sound familiar? You claim the scent is familiar, but I think you imagined it."

Ariel Morris nodded, "Perhaps I’m a bit muddled from sleep."

She could assure herself that Eleven’s voice was not one she had ever heard, not familiar at all.

"From now on, Eleven will take care of you."

Ariel Morris nodded toward the person standing beside her, "I will trouble you from now on, Eleven."

"Miss Morris, you are polite."

The car arrived at the manor estate.

Eleven kindly supported Ariel Morris’s hand to assist her out of the car. Ariel Morris said thank you.