The Heiress' Mysterious Bodyguard
t guy was carrying a knife?"
er tall friend shrieked and covered her mouth with both hands. The guy in the hat had launche
ion again! Guys, let's go! Don't let the
eyes wide open. She was too late to catch the attacker's hand. She also knew
ipping the blade of the knife, an inch in front of
idn't understand how he could arrive at her side on time. When she recovered her sen
shouted while restraining the c
mi
if tears rolled down her face and her breathing sounded so bad. Her focus
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r was still inside. From the window that wasn't covered by curtain
g to sacrifice his hand to hold the knife," Emily wondered. She felt
icer left the room. With awkwa
How's y
expression. "Why did you leave the hotel w
ile turned into
ou're lucky I arrived on time. If not? You're willing
are nothing to me, and I am also nothing to you. Why ar
o we are, but this is about your safety. Even as a stranger, I know that it's no
n the back of her neck. She realized that what the strang
m anyone, including you. I thought you were a b
ghtly, but his gaze was gentle. "What do you want to do n
y about now. The bad guy has b
ed you on someone's order. The r
rmation, Emily's ey
you don't believe me," he s
some face, Emily secretly clenched
ou doesn't know what he looks like. They only
le she was seriously thinking, the man
s your
and was hiding behind her wa
You better go home. Ask you
h of disbelief escaped her. "Who
be on standby lo
fter me. I'm an adult. I never
n was stunned. Emily felt guilt
d that I came all the way here because of one mission. I couldn't possib
hook his head and got up from the chair. "No. That's the same as givin
re. However, Emily nimbly moved the phone to anoth
ce station. You da
nd call you
like you know Louis. Is he your boss?
hook his
ial bodyguard
ed quick
you care so m
ll face, Emily's eyes narrowed. "Is it pos
belief. "Do I look lik
pursed. "Then
e, he said, "Thank you very much for your cooperation, Mr. Evans. If
er round eyes trembled at the handsome guy who w
Evans? Is he ... Cayden Evans
watched how the handsome guy interacted with the officer
ly who
s. "Me? The brazen jerk you can't possibly marry? A stranger who's not o
are you? The police called you Mr. Evans.
lence. His brown eyes were
wer