NovelAppChapter 740: Janet's New Bodyguard
The following day, Jwoke up alone in bed.
Yawning slightly, she went downstairs and found Brandon, who was already dressed.
"Still sleepy? Why don't you get smore sleep?"
Brandon smiled at her gently as he fixed his tie.It seemed he was about to leave for the company.
Seeing that Jwas still groggy, he walked up to her and pecked her lightly on the cheek.
"The bodyguard I hired for you is waiting outside."
Jnodded sleepily and watched as Brandon put on his coat and left.
After breakfast, she got dressed and headed for the door.
A strong, fierce- looking female bodyguard was standing outside.She couldn't be more different from the petite Laney.
With such a scary new bodyguard by her side, Jdoubted anyone would now dare to approach her.
"Good morning, Mrs.Larson!"
Having received special training, the female bodyguard acted and talked in an unusually brisk manner.
Then Jleft for work with the female bodyguard close behind.
As soon as they arrived at the door to the studio, they ran into Dalores.
Dalores glanced at the bodyguard behind Jand sneered contemptuously.
Dalores never liked Janet.
In her eyes, Jwas showing off by bringing her bodyguard to work.
This bitch really did whatever she wanted just because she was the daughter of the White family.
"Wow, I can't believe you brought a servant to work," Dalores said sarcastically, deliberately blocking their way.
"Janet, tell your little servant to get away from here.We can't let just anyone enter our office.Marks Stuis a place for
designers, not lowly people like her."
Jpursed her lips unhappily.Sure enough, Dalores‘s words were as rude as ever.
"This is my bodyguard,"иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σмJexplained impatiently.
"She’s not a servant.She's responsible for my safety."
Dalores threw her head back and burst into laughter as though she had heard the funniest joke on earth.
"Are you delusional? Do you think your own officemates are out to kill you? You just brought a servant to take care of you, didn't
Jknew that it would be useless to argue with the unreasonable Dalores, so she looked at the bodyguard and asked, "How
about you just wait in the cafe outside? I'll cout right after I get off work."
The female bodyguard shook her head grimly.
"Mr.Larson toldthat I need to be with you at all times.After all, you could get into trouble anywhere.I won't be able to protect
you from outside the office."
Dalores sneered unhappily.
Why was this fucking bitch so lucky? Not only did she cfrom a rich family, but she also had a wealthy, handshusband
who cared so much about her.
It was so unfair!
As these thoughts whirled around in her head, she becmore jealous.She raised her voice and tried to shoo the bodyguard
away.
"I've told you that you can't be here! This is our office! Get out of here!" she yelled angrily.
Seeing that Janet's bodyguard didn't budge, Dalores pushed her unscrupulously.
However, the bodyguard defended herself.
In the blink of an eye, the tables had turned and Dalores was being pressed on the ground.
The pain in Dalores's arms, which were pinned behind her back, made her wail helplessly.
"Ouch! Letgo! Help! Somebody, help me!"
Dalores's yells attracted the attention of the employees in the studio.Draco included.
"What's going on here? Why are you yelling right outside our studio?" he asked as soon as he walked out.
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