In the enormous luxurious 110 story enterprise.
It looked like something from a fairy tale when a girl meets her prince charming.
Once every light was turned on, the building looked like a Christmas tree being lit up for the first time. Rays of the light bounced from room to room. Looking up in awe, a true genuine smile sparked on the young woman's face just like the lights in the building as she wrapped her scrawny long arms around the well-built billionaire's body.
Bruce Wayne looked down at Elenore with a faint, but sincere smile reflecting back at the tramp live he had saved from the ghetto city, holding the woman close to him, as she snuggled up to him more, clenching her fingers on tightly, not wanting to let go, for safety reasons and warmth as she wept softly.
Cupping her chin up a bit with his thumb, Bruce looked up at woman and asked if she is okay.
Elenore nodded as she explained to him the only reason tears were coming down her rough beaten down face was due to being overwhelm by all the help is being done for without wanting anything in return. "My father was a doctor, bestowing kindness and generosity on his patients. I try my best do as that to those less fortunate."
"Your father sounded like a good man," with Elenore's voice cracked she continue, "I am sure you're doing him proud."
Pulling aside from the woman, the heir hid his emotions.
Moving in front of Elenore, Bruce motioned his hand to follow him.
She followed, "Mr. Wayne if it was something I said, I am deeply sorry," with her head lowered, she responded in a meek tone, "I meant that the best way possible."
He stopped and turned around; "I heard you are willing to learn how to read," changing the subject in a blink of an eye, "I'm inviting you back to my manor for a supper and for a little while, a place to call home. My butler, Alfred Pennyworth will be happy to help, I'm sure."
From downcast to jubilant Elenore jumped up for joy with her arms spread out like a cheerleader.
"But only if you do your part by working here and to learn," Bruce voice stern in a gentle and calm tone of voice, "do we have a deal?"
Is that deal?" "Yes, yes, oh yes, Mr. Wayne!" Screaming for joy, Elenore acted like a teenager getting their first car on their sweet sixteen birthday, as she quickly hugged the billionaire from behind.
The two then exited the enterprise, securing all doors and windows, and arming the alarms as Elenore wrapped her hands around Bruce.