A lot of people were in the airport lobby. He pushed her to the ground just like that, attracting many people's attention.

But at this time, Sierra Moore did not care about the pain at all. She only knew that she could not let him leave.

Many people saw the agile movements of this young girl. She flew over and hugged the man's thigh with both hands, begging, "Help me, please! I'm begging you."

The surrounding people all noticed the situation here. The ground staff also came over to check the situation. More and more people watched, making the man's perfect profile colder and colder.

Sierra Moore also knew that this was not appropriate, but she had already gone all out, hugging the man's thigh and begging.

"I am not a liar. I can tell you my cell phone number, and I can also give you my Drivers License.

"I will definitely pay you back. I will repay you. Please, take me back. My aunt is still waiting for me. Hmmm... I beg you..."

The ground staff came up and wanted to pull Sierra Moore away, but she desperately hugged the man's thigh. Her tears and snot all wiped on his expensive suit pants.

The man frowned in displeasure and bent down, using only one hand to lift her up.

When they drew close, she cried like a lost kitten.

As for him, he was unexpectedly not disgusted at her. He only vaguely remembered the girl in front of her was the one who was brimming with happiness in the coffee shop.

When her feet touched the ground, Sierra Moore felt that she was doomed. She even wanted to kneel down and beg him, but unexpectedly, she heard him speak to the female ground staff behind the counter, "A plane ticket to New York."

Sierra Moore suddenly raised her head and looked at him. Through the brown lenses, she could not see his expression, but the cold smile on his lips made her timid.

The man paid the money and left directly. With the female ground staff's reminder, Sierra Moore re-handled the purchase procedures.

When she changed her boarding pass, she found that the man had already disappeared.

On the plane, Sierra Moore looked around and soon saw the man who helped her buy the plane ticket. Her seat was next to his with only two seats in the middle.

The pair of brown glasses on the man's face was not removed, so she could not see his face clearly.

She wanted to ask for the man's name and phone number, but the man's aura was too strong, so she did not dare to get close. She could only sit down obediently.

Along the way, Sierra Moore stole glances at the man, but the man seemed to be very tired and he slept all the way.

She thought about it and changed seats with the person next to him. She quietly stuffed a note with her phone number written on it into his pocket.

After getting off the plane, Sierra Moore carried her schoolbag and quickly passed through the airport lobby. Her mind was occupied by her family and she did not notice the gaze of the man behind her.

When Nathan Shaw came out with his luggage, the driver of the Shaw Family was already waiting outside. When the driver saw Nathan Shaw coming out, he hurriedly greeted Nathan Shaw. He opened the door and asked Nathan Shaw to get in the car. The car drove all the way into the Shaw Mansion.

Moore Clan was considered a leading enterprise in New York. Now that the person in charge of the company was dead, all the huge debts were all on Sierra Moore. She was the only successor of Moore Clan.

After returning to the country, Sierra Moore found that she had no time to grieve.

There were too many things waiting for her to do. She first went to the hospital to collect her aunt's body, and bury her with her uncle-in-law.

Then she had to deal with the debts and employee salaries. Sierra Moore tried to save the company. After all, this was her grandfather's lifetime's worth of effort. She could not watch the company go bankrupt.

Sierra Moore found the business contact lists on her aunt's mobile phone, which contained detailed personal information and all kinds of relationships between them and Moore Clan.

She picked up the phone with hope and called to greet them one by one, but she was rejected again and again. After that, she had to visit them personally, but she was rejected again.

After being stopped at the entrance for several days, she gradually understood the superficiality of human relationships.

The shareholders only wanted to share profits, but they were not willing to endure hardships together.

Seeing that Sierra Moore had returned to take control of the overall situation, the shareholders immediately requested to hold a shareholder meeting. In name, they wanted to discuss countermeasures, but in reality, they wanted to withdraw their shares. They all knew that Moore Clan was doomed.

Previously, Sierra Moore's uncle had never allowed her to come into contact with the company because he was afraid she would steal the family fortune. These shareholders had only bullied her, a young girl. Sierra Moore had no choice but to watch as Moore Clan was bought over.

She still had a huge debt on her. She could not ignore the employees who had worked for Moore Clan for many years. Sierra Moore had to sell all her family property and even sell the house that her grandfather had left her.

But even so, it was still not enough. Just when she was at her wit's end and was almost forced to a dead end by the debtor, something happened.

She received a call.

Sierra Moore took a taxi to the place where the other side of the line made an appointment with her. It was an Italian-style coffee shop.

After entering, she shifted her gaze slowly and she saw the man sitting by the French window at a glance.

For the past half month, she had been so busy that she had no time to be sad. She had also forgotten the man who had extended a helping hand to her, and she had not expected that he would take the initiative to call her.

Sierra Moore took a deep breath and walked over with her bag. She sat down opposite him and said to him with a smile, "Sorry to keep you waiting."

Although she was not late, this was basic etiquette. Moreover, if not for this man, she would not have been able to get on the plane. Inside her heart, he was considered her benefactor.

"What would you like to drink?"

The man's voice was as low as the melody of a cello played at the tip of fingers. It was very pleasant to hear.

Sierra Moore looked up at him. He was not wearing sunglasses today. This was the first time she saw his face clearly.

With his deep facial features and almost perfect features, it was hard to imagine that a man could look so stunning.

At first glance, he made her feel a rush of excitement, and of course, she could not ignore his cold eyes.

It was a coffee shop, so she naturally chose to have coffee here.

Sierra Moore casually ordered a cup of coffee and sent the waiter away. She lowered her head and took out six hundred euros from her wallet. She placed the pieces of money on the table and pushed them over. She said, "Thank you very much for that day. To express my gratitude, I will treat you to today's coffee."

The man's eyes fell on the money on the crystal table.

Seeing that he did not express anything, Sierra Moore withdrew her hands awkwardly and heard the person opposite saying, "I didn't call you here for this."

Sierra Moore was a little surprised. Although she had guessed that this person would not care about these six hundred euros, she wondered what other reason he had to meet her.

The man leaned back a little, looked at the girl with a blank face, and spoke out his purpose, "When we were at the airport, you said that you would repay me."

Sierra Moore did not deny this and nodded, "How would you like me to repay you?"

The man suddenly stopped talking. His slightly lowered gaze made him even more charming.

Sierra Moore quietly looked at him. This man was almost the best choice for a woman. His hairstyle was meticulous, and he was wearing Armani's latest casual shirt. His fingers were slender as he stirred coffee, and the platinum cuffs on his sleeves flashed with a cold luster.

Sierra Moore could not figure out what he needed her to do, since that he was such an outstanding man.

He put the spoon on the plate, and he picked up the cup of coffee. His long and narrow eyes looked over and saw the confusion on Sierra Moore's face.

"To be honest, I'm in some trouble right now."

Sierra Moore thought that it turned out that they had encountered the same misfortune.

Sierra Moore really wanted to tell him that she was also in trouble now.

However, she was not going to complain to a man she had only met twice, so she asked, "What can I help you with?"

The man put down the cup, as his perfectly shaped lips moved, "Id like to ask you to marry me."

When he said this sentence, he looked quite normal as if he was saying that he wanted to invite her to dance.

Before Sierra Moore could think about it, her body had already reacted first.

The cup beside her hand was bumped down and she smashed it on the coffee that had just been sent over. The hot coffee spilled on her body, scaring Sierra Moore to quickly stand up. The man handed her a tissue with his slender fingers, but she did not take it. Instead, she picked up her handbag and went to the bathroom.

The man did not mind her departure. His lips were pursed and his sexy and charming appearance made the girls in the coffee shop steal a peek.

The waitress of the coffee shop quickly came over to clean up the table, and then replaced a cup of coffee for the guest.

During the whole process, the waitress glanced at the man on the sofa from time to time. The waitress's face was red, which was somewhat abnormal. Even if this man sat there and did not speak, he still had a captivating presence that could easily enchant others.

Sierra Moore stayed in the bathroom for a long time. She splashed cold water on her face, trying to clear her mind.

Until now, she still thought it must be an auditory hallucination. She didn't believe that the man she had only seen twice had said that he wanted to marry her.

"Why?"

Sierra Moore calmed herself down and sat opposite him again, asking him this question.

She wondered inside her heart, "Who would like to casually find a woman to marry when he is in trouble?"

She did not even know his name.

The man did not seem to be worried that she would refuse. He replied, "You can put forward your conditions."

It was this sentence that caused Sierra Moore's rejection to turn into hesitation.

She lowered her head and thought about it, and when she looked up at the man, she had already made a decision in her heart.

"Are you rich?"

"How much do you need?" The handsome man grinned slightly and asked sarcastically.

For some reason, Sierra Moore felt very uncomfortable when she saw his expression.

She really wanted to explain, but the matter happening at her home was already the biggest scandal in New York. After all, who would be willing to show their incompetence to others?

Seeing the impatience on his face, Sierra Moore felt that she had to say something. She grabbed the corner of her clothes under the table and whispered, "I am also in trouble now. When I earn money in the future, I will return it to you."

He originally thought that she was different from other women.

The man looked at her. She looked much thinner than before. Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible. Her pale little face was full of panic. It seemed that every time he saw her, she was different. He wondered which version was the real one.

In fact, he should have thought of such a situation a long time ago, but he could not figure it out himself. When he heard that he was going to get married, the first person appearing in his mind turned out to be her.

"How much do you want?"

The man had an impatient expression on his face.

Sierra Moore glanced at him and reported a number. Then she lowered her head awkwardly. She also knew that this was impossible, pondering inside her heart that if he refused...