Her Seven Little Bodyguards

Chapter 529

Chapter 533

Jack covered his mouth. "But we're in a public space. There might be people taking pictures of this. If someone

finds out Miss Kepler wasted her food, it'd make the headlines."

The kids kept talking and yammering. Yvonne felt like there were a group of flies buzzing around her ear. She was

starting to get a headache from it. Why do they care that I'm not eating? And now they accuse me of wasting food?

I can't believe this. She had a dark look on her face, and her hand was trembling. She was at a loss for words.

"Why don't we just pack these up and leave," Felicia suggested. Sh*t. She isn't looking happy. We gotta leave this

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place now, or this will never end.

"No," Yvonne refused without hesitating. Someone like me packing up leftover food? The ladies will laugh at me if

they see this. And I'm a celebrity. I can't do something so demeaning. She glared at Felicia. "Shut up if you don't

have anything smart to say. You can finish the food if you want."

Felicia apologized, "Sorry." I'm not gonna eat this. She was going to pack these up and throw them away after they

left, but Yvonne overreacted, so Felicia shut up.

Jacob said, "You should finish your food before you leave, Miss Kepler. For your health and rep."

Morales and Morgan nodded. "We'll stay with you, Miss Kepler. We won't leave you behind."

Jack pushed the food she ordered to her. "You should dig in while it's still warm. Cold food is disgusting."

We're really nice kids, aren't we?

No, these kids aren't nice. They're fake *ss b*tches. Yvonne squinted and said stubbornly, "Never force someone

into something they don't like. Ever heard of that?" Nobody threatens me.

The kids shook their heads in confusion. They looked hurt and sad. They had no idea what Yvonne just said, or

maybe they were just pretending. "Can you explain that to us, Miss Kepler?"

"I take that as a no. There's no need to explain then. I have something else to do. We should leave now if you're

done." She picked her bag up and was about to leave.

"Yvonne," Hanson said coldly, stopping her.

She stopped in her tracks just like he wanted, and she turned around, shooting him an unspoken question with a

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gaze.

Hanson said coldly, "I don't think your brother would let you continue your work in the entertainment industry if he

finds out you're skipping meals for your job."

Yvonne stepped back and looked at Hanson in disbelief. She couldn't believe he just said that to her. Even Hanson is

threatening me? I never said I'm skipping meals for my job. Those brats said it, and it's a lie. This is so infuriating.

"So you're gonna tell my brother about this?" Yvonne sounded confused but sure at the same time. She was

infuriated now, even by Hanson.

Hanson answered calmly, "Technically, I'm your elder too. I'm doing this for your own good."

For my own good? My foot. All I get is humiliation and embarrassment here.