Chapter 8 Is This Fate?

Bah, bah, what am I thinking?

Kiley patted her head and smiled, "Sir, don't misunderstand me. I'm not looking down on you. I just feel that it's a little strange. Thank you for helping me. I'll treat you to breakfast tomorrow."

"Hmm...

"It's getting late. Go to bed early." Trent didn't know what to say. He turned and walked into his room.

Looking at his back, Kiley laughed out loud.

"I didn't expect him to be so shy!"

The next day, early in the morning, Trent woke up from his sleep. He woke up at seven o'clock every day and practiced boxing downstairs to exercise his muscles and bones. This was his habit. At the same time, it was good for his blood circulation. He was ready to fight at any time.

Today was no exception. After washing up, he changed into a set of simple clothes and began training downstairs. It was the weekend, so there were not many people in the staff dormitory who could get up so early.

No one was willing to get up early in the morning when there was finally a day to rest.

But Trent did not expect that when he was concentrating on training, Kiley woke up.

Coincidentally, just as Kiley arrived downstairs and was about to fulfill her promise to buy breakfast for Trent, she saw Trent training.

Every punch came with force, and even from 10 feet away, she could feel the power rushing toward her face!

So powerful!

Kiley's heart skipped a beat, and her face turned red again.

"What's wrong with me? I..." Kiley had an inexplicable feeling in her heart.

Damn!

She stomped her feet and felt a little weird. She quickly sneaked out and went to the food street outside the dormitory to buy breakfast.

It was the first time that she, who was 24 years old, had this kind of feeling for a man. It was extremely subtle with an indescribable feeling of love. As she thought along the way, Kiley suddenly felt that she had also become a coy girl.

No!

No way!

How can I be like this?

Kiley patted her head. Suddenly, her cell phone rang. She picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Kiley, where are you?" The voice sounded a little anxious.

Kiley's entire body trembled as she stood rooted to the ground. "Dad..."

"You still know that I'm your dad. For two whole years, you left home until now. You didn't even give me a call. Do you know that your grandpa was so angry because of you? Tell me where you are. I will immediately send someone to pick you up!"

Kiley's expression changed. Two years ago, when she just graduated from Georgetown University, she was asked by her grandpa to marry into a first-rate family, the Hume family, in Chicago. If the person was not the one she loved, she would rather die than marry him!

Therefore, after going through a lot of hardships, she escaped from her family and secretly came to Los Angeles, entering the Lennard Group to live alone.

She did not expect that her phone number would be found.

"I don't want to go back." Kiley pouted.

"Dad, I don't want to marry that playboy. You know my temper. I don't love him. If you want me to marry him, it is the same as letting me die." Kiley's attitude was tough.

Davion Danbury said in a deep voice, "It's not a matter of whether you want to get married or not. It's a matter of your safety. Tell me where you are!"

"I won't say it. If I tell you, I won't be able to secure my life. Humph!"

Kiley hung up the phone willfully, then directly blacklisted her father's phone, and didn't even let her father finish the last sentence.

In short, she would not go back no matter what.

At the same time, she did not take what he said seriously. In broad daylight, could it be that someone dared to attack her?

She quickened her pace and rushed back to the staff dormitory with breakfast. She thought of how Trent did not hesitate to rush into her room to help her last night. He was really handsome. Moreover, he even got up early in the morning to exercise. This kind of character and living habit completely surpassed 90% of this generation!

"Phew..."

After finishing the training, Trent clearly felt that his Level-7 Internal Force Realm was beginning to improve. It seems that I need another battle to make a breakthrough, he thought to himself.

"Sir, are you done?"

Trent was stunned and turned around.

"You... Why are you here?"

Trent asked.

Kiley smiled and handed the breakfast she had bought to Trent. "Here, in order to thank you for helping me yesterday, I bought breakfast for you. You are not allowed to refuse. We are all employees of the same company. If you refuse, you are embarrassing me."

These words made Trent unable to refuse.

This girl...

Trent looked at himself and asked, "I am a cleaner and also a member of the Logistics Department. This is what I should do. Moreover, you bought breakfast for a cleaner. If others saw it, they would probably gossip about you..."

Kiley, who didn't wait for Trent to finish speaking, said, "What do you mean by that? What's wrong with being a cleaner? It's their business if they look down on me. I, Kiley, have never looked down on people with their status. Sir, you are a good person. You are not allowed to refuse. Hurry up and eat some, or it will be a waste of food!"

After saying that, Kiley stuffed a bag of bread, a big pancake, and milk into Trent's arms.

"This..."

Trent thought that every woman in this company was like Laura, a snob, who looked down on people.

But now, it seemed that this girl who lived next to him was quite nice.

"Thank you. I will finish it." Trent accepted it, and in the next second, he stuffed a piece of bread into his mouth and swallowed it.

"Hey, eating too fast is not good for your stomach," Kiley reminded him with concern.

"I'm used to it. I just happen to be a little hungry. There is a small table outside. Let's go over there to eat!"

"Okay." Kiley nodded. It was right. He could not stand there and eat. But it was not appropriate to go to his room. Eating at the small table outside was quite good.

As the two spoke, they walked out.

Trent ate as he walked. When he reached the outside of the company, the bag of small bread was almost finished.

He picked up the milk and wanted to take a sip. When he looked up, a dazzling light immediately pierced his eyes.

Swoosh!

This was the strong reflection of the sniper scope from the sun!

In an instant, the hairs on Trent's body stood up. As a sniper, he trusted his intuition, and his eyes fell on the tall building in front of him!

"There's a sniper!" Trent narrowed his eyes and murmured.

Who is it?

He walked to the side of the trash can and stopped. He pretended to finish drinking the milk and threw the bottle in. In fact, he used this gap to observe his surroundings!

Soon, he found that something was wrong around him.

Several black vans were parked on the road near the company, and the cars were all facing the entrance with their backs against the surveillance.

At the same time, a dozen or so pairs of eyes were fixed on him from time to time.

Trent thought, are they coming for me? But it is strange. If they were coming for me, the sniper would kill me the first moment he saw me. Moreover, this sniper is an amateur. He actually chose such a position in the morning. He is simply risking his neck.

Could it be...