Chapter 23 My Bodyguard
Chapter 23 My Bodyguard
Quinn was surprised.
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“Are you really not considering becoming my bodyguard?” Julius asked.
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So that was what he meant. She replied, “I already told you last time, I’m not planning to work as a bodyguard right now. Besides, you already have so many bodyguards. They’re more than enough to keep you safe.”
“But if it were you, then no matter what danger we encountered, you definitely wouldn’t leave me behind, right?” He stared straight at her.
He had his head lowered, and they were standing very close.
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And those beautiful eyes, which were originally filled with a lifeless stillness, now seemed to carry a faint ripple of emotion as if he were yearning for something.
Yearning?
Quinn nearly laughed at the word that flashed through her mind.
What am I thinking? No matter what, Julius won’t be yearning for a bodyguard!
“There are plenty of people in this world who wouldn’t abandon you, Mr. Whitethorn. You don’t need me for that.”
Ding!
The elevator reached the ground floor, and the doors opened. Quinn quickly stepped out.
“Mr. Whitethorn, you should still go to the hospital and get checked out, just to be safe. I’m heading back.” With that, she turned and left.
A man like Julius exuded danger from every pore. Her intuition warned her that it was best to steer clear of such a man.
Julius quietly watched her figure disappear into the distance, then slowly turned to his secretary and said, “What do you think I should do to get Quinn?”
Fabian Wooley was stunned. As Julius’s personal secretary, he knew very well that his boss was a man who practically had no desires.
After all, getting what he wanted was far too easy. He didn’t even have to lift a finger. Things would just present themselves
before him.
But now Mr. Whitethorn actually wanted to get Quinn?
“Well, judging by Ms. Bridger’s background, she doesn’t seem like someone easily swayed by money. Even though she’s already retired from the military, she still carries that deep–rooted pride of a soldier,” Fabian said carefully.
He had been the one to investigate Quinn’s background, so he knew her story well.
“Exactly. She’s not someone who can be bought. So… what if it were an order? Would she follow it?” Julius murmured thoughtfully.
Fabian was stunned. It seems Mr. Whitethorn really did want Quinn. I’m not sure if this is a curse or a blessing for her.
Back at the mansion, Quinn placed the bloodstained clothes she had changed out of at the mall into the laundry room. She planned to clean the blood off later.
The outfit Julius had given her was from a luxury brand. On the way home, she’d looked up the price. It was more than seventy grand for the full set. Rich people really didn’t treat money like it mattered.
Once the clothes are dry–cleaned, I’ll return them, she thought to herself.
Just then, her phone rang. It was a call from Laura.
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Chapter 23 My Bodyguard
As soon as she picked up, her friend’s loud voice came through the speaker. “You ran into that bomb threat at the mall today? Are you hurt?”
“No,” Quinn replied. “You’re well–informed. How did you find out?”
“You called Harlan, of course I had ways of finding out! You got into trouble, and the first person you thought of was him. You didn’t even think to call me, huh?”
Hearing the jealousy in her friend’s voice, Quinn chuckled. “Harlan had the means to evacuate the mall quickly. Could you have done that?”
Laura went silent. Harlan was the son of the Ingram family, after all. His father was a military district commander, his mother an academician–his connections spread far and wide.
“But seriously, back when you suddenly married Trent without telling anyone, Harlan was furious. And now you just call him out of the blue and he helps you? He’s not mad at you anymore?” Laura asked.
“Even if he’s still mad, he knows how to prioritize when it matters,” Quinn said.
“True. He was in the military too,” Laura muttered.
Back when Quinn served in special forces, Harlan had been on her team. The two of them had literally fought side by side. “Was?” Quinn blinked. “He left the military?”
“Yeah, not long after you got married, he resigned and went abroad for three years. Just got back recently,” Laura said.
That caught Quinn off guard. She’d always assumed the Ingram family wanted Harlan to rise through the military ranks and climb higher and higher.
“When you’re free, let’s ask Harlan out for a get–together,” Laura suggested. “He’s been sulking for three years. It’s about time he got over it.”
“Sure,” Quinn said with a soft smile, thinking of the young soldier who used to beam at her and call her “Queenie.”
Looking back, it had been wrong of her to get married without telling anyone.
Just then, Trent walked into the laundry room, and Quinn’s smile faded. She quickly put away her phone.
