Chapter 98 Meeting The Mommy

Ella: I get up super early in the morning and go for a quick jog. Swinging my right arm was not painful anymore. Mr. Holt’s manager David had assigned a chaperone, Jerry, an equally tall muscled man to accompany me wherever I went. He wasn’t very intrusive and kept to himself. “Ahhhh!” I sighed happily, feeling the gush of adrenaline pumping through my body as I finished ten laps along the racecourse, a ten-minute drive from Mr. Holt’s penthouse.