Her Seven Little Bodyguards

The lobby on the first floor was filled with people.

Those people were all wearing formal suits and had the same expressions on their faces. One might even think they were all copies of each other.

Vania rubbed her eyes, thinking that she must be seeing things. She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the same scene presented itself.

She looked at Linda, stunned. “What are these people doing here?”

“Uh…” Linda couldn’t explain it either. Before they came in, they sent a representative with a message saying that President Luke had asked them to come and see Ms. Greyson.

Before she could inquire further, she was startled by the sudden rush of people barging through the doors, so she hastily went upstairs to report to Vania.

These people looked like the mafia or something, and if they didn’t tell her that President Luke had asked them to come, she would think that they were here to rob and destroy the place.

When they saw Vania, the people spoke in unison, ignoring how surprised she was. “Ms. Greyson, please accept this gift.”

Their voices thundered in her ears. As they spoke, they showed her the gifts they were holding, which were diamonds in velvet gift boxes.

and if it weren’t for their actions, Vania and the others wouldn’t even have noticed that

probably ninety-nine people in the lobby, and they all showed the diamonds at the same time, which glittered so brilliantly that Vania could hardly keep her eyes

she needed time to comprehend what she was

her just to

even chose such a bizarre way of presenting the gift. Was he scared that she couldn’t remember it

ninety-nine people were each holding diamonds in their hands. Did Hanson want them to throw their

getting back at

of the representatives walked over to her. “Ms. Greyson, we come on special orders from our president. He insists

when she heard the phrase. Just as expected, he did this because he was ashamed, for

to have

she would be the only one who could withstand this scene. If it were any

really don’t like diamonds, and he can stop sending me gifts already. Take your men

were gazing at the scene in envy and

diamonds like this, I’d marry him right

by the unit, but this