Just like that, the young, handsome, and muscular bodyguard became Sophia’s shield. She clung to him like an octopus as she yowled. “Ahhh! Save me!”
Her bodyguard carried her into his arms while kicking the dog in the snout as the animal reached her. The pain sent it running back to its den and hiding from them.
Getting out of the first car, Arthur narrowed his eyes at the sight. As someone well-attuned with his surroundings, the bodyguard soon noticed Arthur and hurriedly lowered Sophia down. “It’s over now, Miss Goodwin.”
“Thank you, sir.” She grinned at him with gratitude evident in her eyes.
“You’re welcome,” he stiffly replied, looking down at his feet in fear.
She shyly glanced at the bodyguard’s face. She had noticed this man for a while now. He was the youngest of Arthur’s men, and despite being of a mixed-race descent, he spoke fluent English.
Whenever he was at work with an carpiece on, he looked so very handsome..
When Arthur saw the admiring look in her eyes, he tuned out the fortune teller standing beside him.
Did Sophia have a crush on his bodyguard?
Stepping out of the third car, Emily elegantly sashayed over to Arthur. “Are we having lunch here, Artie?”
It was obvious from her tone that she did not want to dine here since this place was below her station. Furthermore, the ground was so filthy that just standing there had sullied her exquisite shoes.
“I’m so sorry about that. Did it hurt you?” The friendly owner of the shop came rushing over to welcome them. “Are you dining here?”
“Oh, yes!” Sophia answered with a smile.
When she later saw the bodyguards dining outside while Arthur and the
others headed into a private room, she said to him, “I’ll be dining outside, Mr. Weiss.”
She wanted to dine with the handsome bodyguard, after all.
“We will dine together,” Arthur replied.
“Artie, she’s just a servant,” Emily protested. “Let her dine outside with the bodyguards!”
“Miss Jennings is right,” Sophia said in agreement. “I’ll take my leave now.”
She then walked over to the table with the handsome bodyguard and sat down by his side.
Emily linked her arm through Arthur’s and led him into the private dining room. As the place was not busy, their food had arrived quickly. Sophia’s head spun when she saw just how fast and quietly the men ate. In around ten minutes, everyone was done eating.
“Take your time, Miss Goodwin,” said the bodyguard sitting beside her.
“Are you guys done?”
“We’re all done eating,” he replied before heading outside with the rest of his coworkers to keep guard.
With a resigned sigh, she pulled out her phone and began eating while scrolling through the news.
Meanwhile, inside the private room, the fortune teller was continuing about the complexities of his field. Arthur solemnly listened to every word being said, but Emily was bored out of her mind as she had no interest at all in fortune telling.
Finally, they returned to the cars. When Sophia saw that the bodyguard she had a crush on was opening the door for her, she felt happy.
However, just as they were about to leave, Sophia’s car suddenly halted. The door to the back of the car was opened to allow Arthur to enter.
She was shocked. Arthur was meant to share a car with the fortune teller, right? Why was he here?
