Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 577

At ten o'clock that morning, Carey knocked on the door of the Starlight

Entertainment CEO's office.

She stepped inside, leading the candidate for the personal bodyguard position.

"Ms. Kensington, this is Mr. Monroe, here for the bodyguard interview."

Briony looked up from the stack of paperwork in front of her.

The man was tall-so tall that even Carey, who stood around five-foot-seven, seemed petite beside him.

He wore all black: a tracksuit, a baseball cap pulled low, and a surgical mask covering most of his face. Only his eyes were visible, the rest of him hidden away.

Carey handed over the interview file.

Briony glanced down at the papers.

international security firm. Retired after a work-related injury. Highly skilled,

available for round-the-clock assignments.

attached was from

"Could you take

steady. "My face

Burned?

you mentioned in your file-was it a fire?

Blair nodded. "Yes."

an inexplicable suspicion creeping in. She knew it was irrational, maybe

going to be my personal bodyguard, I need to know everything about you. I'm not going to judge you for an accident, but I do need to know what you look

then slowly reached

of his face-twisted, angry burns that left little doubt he'd been badly

the scars, Briony could make out the shape of his nose and the

not the same face as

Without a word, Blair lowered his gaze and slipped the mask over his face again. He looked at Briony. "Is there anything else you'd like to know, Ms. Kensington?" She asked, "Are you able

you will get vacation time. If I'm home and not going out, you're free to use your time