Chapter 909

The moment they brushed past a man in a server’s uniform, Julliard’s expression sharpened. He shoved Sharon aside with sudden force.

“Sharon, watch out!”

A flash of cold steel sliced through the air, grazing his hand.

The man in the server’s uniform realized his strike had missed. He lunged again, knife angled straight at Sharon’s chest.

Julliard’s reflexes were razor-sharp. He kicked out, sending the attacker sprawling across the marble floor. The man scrambled to rise, but the opportunity had already slipped through his fingers. Without hesitation, he abandoned the fight and bolted.

Julliard didn’t pursue. He feared it might be a ploy to draw him away.

Wendy and Sharon, both pale with shock, turned to inspect his bleeding arm.

“Julliard, you’re hurt. We need to get you to a hospital, now.”

His eyes flickered with calculation.

“Not yet. If they have people planted in the hospital, I might not be able to protect you and Sharon in my current condition.”

Wendy darted nervous glances around the lobby, bracing for another assailant to appear at any moment. “Should we call Xavier’s men to move in closer?”

Julliard shook his head.

in the shadows. Their presence keeps enemies from acting rashly. But if they step forward, and someone tries to ram us with a car, we’d have no time


her lip, flustered. “Then… should

steady

hotel staff, it means this place has

could be assassins waiting in

Wendy’s composure unraveled.

what… what do

gaze settled on

place. With my

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eyes lingered on the blood spreading across his

“Alright.”


the corner of his lips,

drove straight to

and spotless, it glowed warmly with light, free of the gloom or emptiness large houses often

cleaned and dressed the wound with meticulous

water, and absolutely no strenuous activity, or the stitches could tear and

assistant. “Go back to the hotel. Bring Sharon and

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