One of the young men, Chuck Jones, approached and offered, "Let me see where it got torn. Perhaps I can fix it for you." As he spoke, he reached out to take off Mia's jacket.
Mia's expression darkened, seemingly ready to react, but someone firmly grabbed Chuck's wrist. In a cold tone, the person roared, "Don't you dare lay your filthy hands on her!" Mia turned around and saw Timothy standing behind her, feeling relieved at his protective stance.
Suddenly, having such a loyal bodyguard seemed like a blessing.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtChuck, however, grew visibly angry
and addressed Timothy arrogantly, saying, "You filthy bodyguard, I advise you to let go, or you'll regret it!" Stepping forward, Mia glanced at Timothy and suggested, "Perhaps you should release him. This isn't Zalantis, where lawlessness prevails.
Committing murder here is illegal." Chuck's expression shifted abruptly.
"Wait, did you say he's a bodyguard from Zalantis?" | Mia maintained her composure and responded, "That's correct. He's a bodyguard that Dominic specifically hired from Zalantis. Although he used to be a professional hitman, his focus now is on ensuring my safety." Timothy exchanged a meaningful glance with Mia but remained quiet.
Seeing the change in Chuck's expression, Mia added, "I apologize for any confusion. My bodyguard is new to this role and isn't yet familiar with local customs. Please bear with him." At that instant, Timothy fetched a bag he had been carrying. "These were sent over by Mr. Dominic." "Oh, so these clothes are from him," Mia remarked, shifting her attention to the affluent young men nearby. "I'll go change into a different outfit first.
Please continue to enjoy yourselves." Upon hearing Dominic's name, the group of young men fell silent | immediately.
After all, Dominic had a reputation for being fiercely protective of Mia As they headed to the lounge, Mia glanced at Timothy and remarked, "You acted pretty swiftly just now." He even knew to use Dominic's name to intimidate those young men and assert dominance.
Timothy handed her the bag and replied casually, "I'm still catching up to your level. Who would've guessed I'd end up as a Zalantis hitman?" "If hadn't brought it up, those guys wouldn't have backed off so quickly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThey just see you as a regular bodyguard." "1t doesn't bother me. Let them try something if they want."
"This isn't Bern City, and right now, you're just a bodyguard without much support." Timothy looked down at her, his gaze intense. "That's why I'm relying on you now," he said in a low, raspy voice.
Mia averted her gaze. "You must be daydreaming. Anyhow, please wait for me outside. I need to change." Timothy exited the lounge and stood alone outside.
It didn't take long before several individuals approached, and Timothy immediately recognized the leader as Chuck, the man who had attempted to touch Mia earlier.
It was clear they had ill intentions.
Chuck wore a sinister expression as he
said, "Hey buddy, do me a favor and step aside." Timothy blocked the doorway and replied coldly, "Absolutely not." "How much money do you want? Just name your price." Chuck opened his wallet and pulled out a stack of bills, tossing it at Timothy.
"You're just a money-hungry little bodyguard, aren't you? Let me in, and there's more where that came from."