Chapter 351


    Hertha’s hands were plump and warm, and when she held ric’s hand, he could feel the heat


    emanating from her palm, slightly dampened by sweat.


    His striking almond-shaped eyes met hers, “I don’t mind chatting, but can you let go of my hand?”


    Upon catching his mesmerizing gaze, she felt her heart skip a beat. Even a simple nce from him


    was enough to stir her emotions.


    She quickly realized that she was still clutching his hand, a flicker of distaste crossing his face.


    Her expression fell, and she slowly withdrew her hand, dropping her gaze.


    ric said, “If you need my help, let it be clear that I will not partake in anything immoral or illegal.”


    Hertha quickly reassured him, “It will not vite ethics orws, it’s simple.”


    “Alright, go ahead,” ric responded.


    He wanted to quickly resolve his obligations to her and avoid further entanglement.


    “Follow me,” Hertha instructed.


    She led ric towards the room number Thssa had given her.


    As they were about to turn the corner, out of the corner of her eye, Hertha spotted two burly


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    bodyguards. With quick reflexes, she retreated back into the hallway


    undetected.


    ric, too, was about to turn the corner when Hertha shoved him back.


    ric was tall and muscr, while Hertha was petite and curvy. Despite her slightly chubby figure, she


    was cute and delicate.


    As she pushed ric back, she was nearly engulfed in his embrace.


    She could smell the masculine scent on him, mixed with a faint fragrance, and feel his solid chest.


    Her hand resting on his chest, her heartbeat skipped a beat.


    This man’s allure was just too strong.


    Even a simple touch was nearly too much for her to handle.


    ric noticed her nestled against him, her hand still exploring. He frowned in displeasure.


    Before he could speak out, Hertha cut him off.


    “Shh,” she whispered, her index finger to her lips in a silencing gesture.


    ric silenced his words, his gaze dropping to her hand on his chest. In a low voice, he asked, “Are


    you trying to take advantage of me again?”


    Hertha nced down at her hand on his chest, soaking in his masculine charm.


    She didn’t mean to take advantage of him. It was just an instinctual reaction.


    She quickly realized her mistake and immediately withdrew her hand, her face flushed with


    embarrassment. She avoided his gaze, whispering, “Sorry, I didn’t mean


    to.”


    “Who would believe that?” ric chuckled.


    His breath was warm on her head. From his tone, she could hear his disdain and contempt for her.


    Feeling wronged and upset, Hertha pouted, deciding not to engage with him any further.


    Rescuing Thssa was the priority.


    In a low voice, she said, “Did you see the two bodyguards at the door just now? If you could draw them


    away, that would be a big help. We would be even.”


    “Who’s inside? Why are they being held there?” ric was not one to involve himself in unclear


    situations.


    “She’s a friend of mine. She wanted to break up with her boyfriend, but he wouldn’t let her. The guy is


    loaded, and he’s using his wealth and power to confine her in a hotel, denying her freedom,” Hertha


    exined.


    “Your friend wouldn’t happen to be Thssa, would she?” ric was quick to catch on.