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Chapter 1087
"But..." The maid wanted to say something else, but Heather interjected." What? Do I look like I need
someone to protect me?"
That managed to shut the maid up. 'That's right. Ms. Riggs is skilled in kickboxing, so she doesn't need
anyone to protect her.'
When Heather ascended the stairs, she thought of something and stopped in her tracks to say, "By the
way, get the people who came here with me from the island to pack their things up and be on standby
for my orders at all times."
"Ms. Riggs, are we going back soon?" After asking that, the maid regretted it immediately because she
realized that she had crossed a line with Heather's gaze.
Tm just a maid, and that’s something I don't have a right to ask.’
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The maid left, and when Heather noticed she was now out of sight, she called, "Chump!"
Chump appeared out of nowhere. "Ms. Riggs."
"I’m going to practice kickboxing in the next two days. Stay by my side at all times," she ordered in a
low voice.
When Heather practiced kickboxing, she allowed no one to get near her. Only Chump could make her
feel at ease.
"Got it, Ms. Riggs," Chump answered.
What she was most satisfied with Chump was that he never asked questions. He understood that being
loyal to Heather was all she needed. She would study the moves in the secret handbook in the next
few days. As for mastering it, she could only do that after going back there. She realized she could no
longer stay because it would cause trouble for her if Alexander knocked on her door now that she had
the secret handbook with her.
Moreover, she was going to study all the moves to see for herself if they were as powerful as she
imagined.
Ralph stayed in the suite the entire day without going anywhere.
His elbow was hurting so much that it was killing him, but he could not be bothered to visit the hospital
to get it checked. He had been waiting for news from his subordinate.
'I don't understand. If this secret handbook is fake, does that mean Alex knew I would steal it? Unless
he makes a fake copy to confuse other people? Did I fall into his trap because I was unlucky and
thought I took a great risk just to retrieve the handbook?’
Heather’s words and the memory of him going to Alexander's house the other day were replaying in his
head like a broken tape on repeat. It was giving him a splitting headache.
After taking a nap, he woke up to his phone vibrating fervently. He wondered how long it had been
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"Hello?” The number on the screen woke him up right away, and he picked up the call excitedly.
"Mr. Russell, about that..." The other party was hesitant to speak.
"What about it? Has anyone bid on it? Don't tell me there aren't any! If that's the case, you better keep
waiting until there's a potential buyer! Why are you calling me?" As Ralph was frustrated from waiting,
he spoke in a harsher tone than usual.
He ruffled through his hair, got up to his feet, and then walked over to pull the curtains open. The sky
was foggy, and the sun had yet to rise. 'What time is it?*
"That's not the case," the other party replied quickly, "Mr. Russell, I took screenshots of their
comments, and I'll send them to you. You can take a look at them."
He had no idea how to tell Ralph about it. Hence, he thought it best for Ralph to see it himself.
'What?" Before Ralph could get an explanation, his phone buzzed. It seemed that he had received the
pictures.
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