Chapter 1945


    Theo, who was sitting beside Samson, shifted his body a little as his gaze swept over Rosalie


    briefly. The wind blew so hard that he could practically taste the salty seawater on his lips.


    Seeing that, Rosalie fell silent.


    Strangely, she grew increasingly determined to protect him.


    Soon, they arrived at Tn Pce. As expected, Zn was waiting at the entrance.


    When he spotted them, he immediately waved for the staff to take action. Someone stepped


    forward and pinned Theo down once he got out of the car.


    Thud!


    A punch was delivered to his belly. Before Rosalie realized what was going on, Theo grunted in pain


    and bent his body.


    The sight snapped Rosalie out of her reverie. “What are you doing? Who said you could hit him?”


    she screamed as raw anger shot through her.


    Hearing her questions, Zn came to her and exined, “Ms. Rosalie, it was all my fault for


    choosing the wrong person. I’ll take him away and deal with him. Don’t worry. I’ll select a better


    bodyguard for youter.”


    He was about to order his subordinates to bring Theo away when Rosalie scurried forward to grab


    thetter’s arm, effectively preventing them from leaving.


    She had never shown any resistance against such matters, and this was the first time she fought


    back.


    “Don’t you dare bring him away!” she snarled menacingly.


    “Ms. Rosalie-”


    Rosalie red at the loyal house steward and interjected, “Did he do anything wrong? You hired


    him so that he could protect me, right? I ran into danger at the Tharman residence, and he resolved


    my problem. Isn’t that what you told him to do? He didn’t do anything wrong, did he?”


    Zn was stunned as he had no idea that the usually docile youngdy would stop him from taking


    action against Theo.


    His eyes widened as he asked, “Ms. Rosalie, don’t you know that he broke Mrs. Tn’s wrist?”


    “So what? She wanted to p me at the Tharman residence in front of an audience. Isn’t it normal


    for him to break her wrist? My father will be humiliated if I get pped in public, right? He stopped


    that from happening. How is that wrong?” Rosalie retorted defiantly in a shrill and loud voice.


    She didn’t even know why she got this emotional. Previously, she couldn’t care less about the


    housemaids and bodyguards tasked to serve her.


    However, she stopped Zn from taking Theo away today and got all worked out to defend him.


    Zn observed her for a while before deciding to spare Theo for the time being. He then led Theo,


    Rosalie, and Lacey to meet the owner of the house, also Rosalie’s father.


    “Ms. Rosalie, you surprised me today. I don’t know what the bodyguard did to you, but I have to


    take action if your father refuses to let him stay. If that’s the case, I apologize in advance,” Zn told


    Rosalie.


    “I’ll make sure he stays,” Rosalie vowed.


    They went to the top floor of the building.


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    Under normal circumstances, an ordinary bodyguard wouldn’t get to go all the way to the


    penthouse, for this was where the owner of the building lived. It was also the base of the entire Tn


    dynasty.


    “Mr. Tn, I’ve brought them here,” Zn reported politely.


    “Come on in.” A middle-aged man’s voice boomed out from the penthouse.


    At once, everyone felt a dangerous and imposing aura descending upon them.


    Rosalie felt the same way, too.


    She feared her father immensely even though they rarely met. It would only take one look from him


    to reduce her to a trembling mess every time they met.


    Rosalie acted that way because she once saw how he yed someone with his own hands.


    Walking inside, she observed the unfamiliar penthouse carefully. Her jaw dropped when she saw a


    man wearing sses with his hair slicked back standing In front of the window, leaning on his cane.


    “F-Father…” she stammered as dread wed up her throat.


    When their gazes met, she shivered profusely and wanted nothing more than to leave this


    penthouse.


    Simrly, Zn dared not lift his head. He kept his head bowed as he told his men to drag the


    bodyguard in to face his cold and ruthless employer.


    “It’s him?”


    “Yes.” Zn nodded.


    Rosalie dared not make a sound. She watched as her father nced at the bodyguard before


    coming to thetter with his cane.


    “Father!” Rosalie finally summoned her courage to speak out loud. “He didn’t hurt me. I saw how he


    resorted to harsh tactics to protect me earlier. Father, ever since my elder brother died, no one had


    ever treated me this way.”


    She gripped the hem of her dress and managed those words between gritted teeth before her father


    reached the bodyguard.


    She finally realized the reason why she didn’t want him to die.


    Meanwhile, Hugo said naught a word.


    However, he stretched his cane out to lift the bodyguard’s jaw and force thetter to meet his gaze


    as he scrutinized the young man’s unfamiliar face sharply.