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The door slammed against the wall with a heavy thud.

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Rebecca turned toward the noise and saw Karen, looking panicked and with her clothes in complete disarray, bolting out of the private room next door. As Karen ran past, she shot Rebecca a quick glance–without saying a word, she sped on and rushed outside.

Meanwhile, two burly bodyguards rushed out from the private room.

Two burly bodyguards came rushing out of the private room.

Rebecca instantly got the gist of the situation. She shouted after Karen, who was already a few steps ahead, “Karen!”

Karen stopped in her tracks.

Rebecca hurried toward her. “Come here, I’ll protect you.”

Karen’s eyes flickered with hesitation. She glanced at the bodyguards Mark was blocking, then back at Rebecca, who faced her with a calm and determined look. For a moment, Karen’s mind was racing with a jumble of emotions.

Rebecca quietly straightened Karen’s messy clothes. When she saw the tear in Karen’s top, she didn’t blink- she shrugged off her own jacket and wrapped it around Karen, then handed her the car keys. “The license plate ends with 866. Go wait for us in the car.”

“But…” Karen bit her lip, looking uncertain.

She was nothing like the Karen Rebecca remembered from the hospital.

Back then, Karen was all smiles–friendly yet somehow a little distant. Now, worry and fear were swirling inside her, all her defenses stripped away.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got this,” Rebecca said confidently, shooting a look at Mark. “And if it comes down to it, Mark can take on ten guys at once–they won’t stand a chance.”

Karen handed the keys back to her. “I’m not leaving you.”

‘She’s trying to protect me–how could I just run off and leave her behind?‘ Karen thought, her heart pounding

Rebecca simply nodded, accepting her decision and letting her stay.

“Move it, or don’t blame us if you get hurt,” one of the bodyguards snapped at Mark, looking a little less tense

when he saw Karen hadn’t bolted.

“Go ahead, make my day,” Mark said, ultra polite. “Seriously, it’s wall–to–wall cameras in here. If you guys wanna start something and I accidentally put you in the hospital, that’s called self–defense.”

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The two bodyguards glanced uncertainly at each other.

Mark smirked. “You gonna make a move, or just stand there all day?”

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weight around. “Do you have any idea

Mark replied, completely straight–faced. “If you’re dying to find out, just call the cops–they’re great at helping lost souls track

bodyguards gawked at

this guy nuts?‘ they

sizing them up from head to toe. “Judging by that last question, I’m guessing using a smartphone’s a bit above your pay

let out

grabbed Karen’s hand and said directly, “Let’s go wait for him

real estate tycoon,” Karen said, voice still shaky but finall able to get

fine,” Rebecca said, still holding her hand as they walked out. “Mark can handle

taking her?” came a booming voice from behind–a second later, he started cussing them out. “Are you all seriously that useless? I asked you to bring her over, not

let us pass,” one of the

over, dressed to the

him at first, but as soon as she saw his face, the memory clicked. He wasn’t your cliché balding big–shot with a beer belly–Mr. Sutton was polished, carried himself with that seasoned professional look. On the surface, he was exactly the sort of sophisticated older guy people wouldn’t

But Rebecca knew better.

this dude to her at a party

dirtbag–domestic violence, cheating, you name it. He didn’t just keep one mistress stashed away; he had side chicks lined up from

next week.

landed

stepped in front of Rebecca, trying to hide her fear. “Mr.

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a problem, take it out

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ago that

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already divorced, and

Rebecca too, it would be on her forever. She’d never be able to live

herself.

nothing ever happened,” Mr. Sutton said, flashing his smoothest smile, like he was

that sound?”

get a chance

his voice deadly serious. “Sorry, but

your boss is a woman, huh? That’s

shrugged, not missing a beat. “Boss is boss.

honestly. Most women still stick to the house, playing wife and mother,” Mr. Sutton said, his gaze practically glued to Rebecca and Karen–beautiful women were definitely his weakness. “If your boss managed

deliberately drew out the word “skills,” making sure everyone caught the sleazy undertone in his

sure is,” Mark replied, totally straight–faced. “Otherwise, she wouldn’t be the next in line for both the

Mr. Sutton froze.

narrowing. “The Quinn

change for a second–he just kept that same blank stare. “Oh, I almost forgot to introduce my boss–Rebecca Jensen. Her mother’s Amelia Jensen, her ex–husband’s Jeffrey, her biological dad is Ryan Guzman, her adoptive dad is Richard Jensen, her grandpa’s Sebastian Quinn, and