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Rebecca turned toward the noise and saw Karen, looking panicked and with her clothes in complete disarray,

bolting out of the private room next door. As Karen ran past, she shot Rebecca a quick glance-without saying a

word, she sped on and rushed outside.

Meanwhile, two burly bodyguards rushed out from the private room.

Two burly bodyguards crushing out of the private room.

Rebecca instantly got the gist of the situation. She shouted after Karen, who was already a few steps ahead,

“Karen!”

Karen stopped in her tracks.

Rebecca hurried toward her. “Chere, I'll protect you.”

Karen's eyes flickered with hesitation. She glanced at the bodyguards Mark was blocking, then back at Rebecca,

who faced her with a calm and determined look. For a moment, Karen's mind was racing with a jumble of

emotions.

Rebecca quietly straightened Karen’s messy clothes. When she saw the tear in Karen's top, she didn’t blink- she

shrugged off her own jacket and wrapped it around Karen, then handed her the car keys. “The license plate ends

with 866. Go wait for us in the car.”

“But...” Karen bit her lip, looking uncertain.

She was nothing like the Karen Rebecca remembered from the hospital.

Back then, Karen was all smiles-friendly yet somehow a little distant. Now, worry and fear were swirling inside

her, all her defenses stripped away.

“Don’t worry, I've got this,” Rebecca said confidently, shooting a look at Mark. “And if it comes down to it, Mark

can take on ten guys at once-they won't stand a chance.”

Karen handed the keys back to her. “I'm not leaving you.”

‘She’s trying to protect me-how could | just run off and leave her behind?‘ Karen thought, her heart pounding

Rebecca simply nodded, accepting her decision and letting her stay.

“Move it, or don’t blus if you get hurt,” one of the bodyguards snapped at Mark, looking a little less tense

when he saw Karen hadn't bolted.

“Go ahead, make my day,” Mark said, ultra polite. “Seriously, it’s wall-to-wall cameras in here. If you guys

wanna start something and | accidentally put you in the hospital, that’s called self-defense.”

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The two bodyguards glanced uncertainly at each other.

Mark smirked. “You gonna make a move, or just stand there all day?”

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The bodyguards furrowed their brows and tried to throw their weight around. “Do you have any idea who we're

with?”

“Not a clue.” Mark replied, completely straight-faced. “If you're dying to find out, just call the cops-they’re great

at helping lost souls track down their real identity.”

The bodyguards gawked at him, utterly bewildered.

‘Is this guy nuts?‘ they both thought.

“Wantto dial for you?” Mark whipped out his phone, sizing them up from head to toe. “Judging by that last

question, I'm guessing using a smartphone’s a bit above your pay grade.”

Rebecca let out a soft sigh.

She grabbed Karen's hand and said directly, “Let's go wait for him in the car.”

“The guy inside is Mr. Sutton, Jelasburg’s big-shot real estate tycoon,” Karen said, voice still shaky but finall able

to get the words out.

“It's fine,” Rebecca said, still holding her hand as they walked out. “Mark can handle it.”

“Where do you think you're taking her?” ca booming voice from behind-a second later, he started cussing

them out. “Are you all seriously that useless? | asked you to bring her over, not stand around like idiots!”

“It's their fault-they wouldn't let us pass,” one of the bodyguards jumped in, immediately scrambling to cover

himself.

Mr. Sutton strode over, dressed to the nines in his tailored suit.

Rebecca hadn't recognized him at first, but as soon as she saw his face, the memory clicked. He wasn’t your

cliché balding big-shot with a beer belly-Mr. Sutton was polished, carried himself with that seasoned professional

look. On the surface, he was exactly the sort of sophisticated older guy people wouldn't mind having dinner with.

But Rebecca knew better.

Jeffrey had mentioned this dude to her at a party once.

He looked every bit the gentleman, but under that smooth exterior? Grade-A dirtbag-domestic violence,

cheating, you nit. He didn’t just keep one mistress stashed away; he had side chicks lined up from here to

next week.

“And who might this be?” Mr. Sutton’s gaze landed on Rebecca, and his eyes lit up with interest.

Karen instinctively stepped in front of Rebecca, trying to hide her fear. “Mr. Sutton, she’s just a bystander. If

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you've got a problem, take it out on me.”

She'd been so frantic a moment ago that it hadn't even crossed her mind.

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Now reality crashed down on her-Rebecca and Jeffrey were already divorced, and the Jensen family was flat

broke. Rebecca was totally on her own.

If she let this creep get his hooks into Rebecca too, it would be on her forever. She'd never be able to live with

herself.

“Why don’t you bring your friend in for a few drinks with me? If you cooperate, I'll just pretend nothing ever

happened,” Mr. Sutton said, flashing his smoothest smile, like he was doing everyone a big favor. “How does

that sound?”

Karen didn’t even get a chance to respond.

But Mark jumped in first, his voice deadly serious. “Sorry, but my boss doesn’t drink.”

Mr. Sutton perked right up. “So your boss is a woman, huh? That's a new one.”

Mark shrugged, not missing a beat. “Boss is boss. Since when does gender matter?”

“Just surprised, honestly. Most women still stick to the house, playing wife and mother,” Mr. Sutton said, his gaze

practically glued to Rebecca and Karen-beautiful women were definitely his weakness. “If your boss managed to

climb this high, she must have... quite a set of skills.”

He deliberately drew out the word “skills,” making sure everyone caught the sleazy undertone in his voice.

“She sure is,” Mark replied, totally straight-faced. “Otherwise, she wouldn't be the next in line for both the Quinn

and Guzman families.”

Mr. Sutton froze.

He frowned, his eyes narrowing. “The Quinn and Guzman families?”

Mark's face didn’t change for a second-he just kept that sblank stare. “Oh, | almost forgot to introduce my

boss-Rebecca Jensen. Her mother's Amelia Jensen, her ex-husband'’s Jeffrey, her biological dad is Ryan Guzman,

her adoptive dad is Richard Jensen, her grandpa’s Sebastian Quinn, and her brother is the CEO of the Quinn

Group...”

He just kept on listing names, barely pausing for breath, like he’d memorized a whole family tree and wasn’t

about to stop anytsoon.

After a brief pause, she gave him a nod.

If her family connections could get them out of this mess, she wasn’t about to shy away from using them.

Mr. Sutton’s face went ghostly pale.

Karen's eyes went wide in shock.

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“You... you're Rebecca Jensen?” Mr. Sutton was practically kicking himself. ‘If I'd known she was the big boss, |

would've kept my mouth shut. Hell, if Jeffrey finds out, I'm lucky if | get out of here with both legs!”

Rebecca nodded. “Yeah, that’s me.”

Mr. Sutton did a complete 180, slapping on a nervous grin. “My deepest apologies, Rebecca. | really crossed the

line just now-please, forgiveand don't take it to heart.”

Whether it was Jeffrey, the Quinn family from Honnala, or the Guzman clan-getting on their bad side was out of

the question.

Especially since word around the industry was that all three families practically worshipped her.

“Neither of my boss’s dads have brothers,” Mark pointed out, totally nitpicky. “So how exactly did you end up

calling yourself ‘uncle‘?”

That damn bodyguard... Mr. Sutton felt a surge of hostility rise up, barely keeping his cool.

‘Since when does a bodyguard get smart with me? The nerve-no respect at all, he grumbled to himself.

Rebecca showed little emotion on her face, but once Mark finished, she stepped in smoothly. “Karen Lindsay is a

very good friend of mine. I'm taking her with me—I trust that’s not a problem?”

“No problem at all, please-be my guest,” Mr. Sutton replied, his mood lifting a bit thanks to her polite tone.

“Honestly, | admit | got a bit too enthusiastic back in the private room. My apologies for startling Ms. Lindsay,

that was entirely my fault.”

“Just make sure you know where to draw the line next time,” Rebecca said, her expression calm and unreadable-

nobody could tell what she was really thinking.

Mr. Sutton kept up the act, nodding eagerly. “Of course, of course.”

Rebecca just gave a quiet hum, then led Karen and Mark out of there.

Mr. Sutton watched them head out-since Rebecca had kept things cool, he felt himself relax a little. Turning to his

secretary and bodyguards, he said, “Let's go.”

As soon as Rebecca and Karen got in the car, Mark-playing driver for the moment-turned around, his eyes full of

disbelief. “Boss, we're just gonna let that jerk off the hook, seriously?”

Rebecca always absolutely loathed scumbags like Sutton, but this tshe didn’t even flinch-no anger, nothing.

Mark couldn't help thinking, ‘Did | get that wrong? She's not acting like herself at all. Something's

off

“Who said I'd just let that slide?” Rebecca shot back, cool as ever. Ever since she'd started running her own

show, she dealt with trouble on her own terms.

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