"Sean Langley saw the bodyguards go to seize soone and quickly said to Chief Sutton, "Uncle Sutton, Ashley Shaw injured my n, shouldn’t we settle that score with her too?"
Chief Sutton thought it was just soone running a cake shop, and at most, soone with money, so he agreed right away.
"Settle, of course, we must settle. To hit soone in front of the police, you must have guts!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the two bodyguards who had chased after them were kicked back inside.
This ti, the kick was even harsher, and the two fell to the ground, unable to get up.
Sean Langley was startled.
The bodyguards from her family were retired soldiers turned bodyguards, yet Ashley Shaw’s helpers were actually better than them? Who exactly did she find? Professional fighters?
Instinctively, she hid behind Jas Langley, thinking to herself, if Ashley Shaw’s people were really hired thugs, could they get her sentenced for ten or eight years?
If so, that would be great.
By the ti Ashley Shaw is out, she’d be old and faded, and The Wolves wouldn’t want her.
Moreover, how could soone as outstanding as The Wolves wait for a woman who’s been to jail?
Sean Langley felt a mix of thrill and fear that the professional fighters might hit her too.
But that shouldn’t be the case, right?
Uncle Sutton is here; if they attacked the police, that would be assaulting an officer.
That’s a serious cri!
The automatic door opened and shut again, as if specially made for kicking Jas Langley’s people.
They hadn’t even had the chance to see who was outside yet when the door closed again.
Jas Langley’s face was very unpleasant.
If his n were hit, it was a slap to his face.
Bullying Sean was one thing, but to offend him directly was like asking for death!
Jas Langley turned to Chief Sutton and said, "Mr. Sutton, look at this..."
Chief Sutton’s face wasn’t too pleasant either.
In a deep voice, he commanded, "Everyone, go out and take a look!"
"Yes!"
The two officers brought by Chief Sutton, along with the two who were originally there, a total of four, walked out together.
Neither Chief Sutton nor Jas Langley believed they would really dare lay a hand on the police.
However, not long after they went out, the four were kicked back inside again.
Even Chief Sutton couldn’t stand by anymore.
He personally walked to the door, with Jas Langley following closely behind.
Sean Langley also couldn’t stay put, bringing up the rear.
Ashley Shaw was at this mont being held by Claire Xavier, who asked if she was alright.
Ashley Shaw shook her head, "I’m fine, it’s just that the others might have been scared."
Claire Xavier gently patted her back.
"Don’t worry, we’re here. I’d like to see who dares to even touch a hair on your head."
Ashley’s heart was finally at ease.
From the mont she saw the three of them appear, she knew they were safe.
The group inside had reached the entrance by now, and when Chief Sutton and Jas Langley looked up, they saw Warren Prescott and Cillian.
Warren Prescott had a murderous aura, as if he’d gone mad.
Cillian’s face was as cold as ice.
They both saw Ashley Shaw being held down by Wright, and in an instant, they had murderous intent.
Jas Langley was the first to walk out and thus was the first to see Warren Prescott.
The two had just t in Spectator Tower half an hour ago, and now unexpectedly eting again, Jas Langley was filled with shock.
Especially when he saw Warren Prescott take an instinctive step closer to Ashley Shaw upon seeing them, his mind suddenly felt like it had been struck by lightning.
When he ca over, Warren Prescott’s assistant, Mark, had told him that Warren too had sothing to deal with, so he should go without worry.
But now Warren Prescott was here, what did this an?
It ant that what Warren Prescott was dealing with was his daughter’s matter.
With that realization, Jas Langley’s face turned ashen as if he’d been hit by lightning, rooted to the spot.
Sean, who had been behind Jas Langley, didn’t react in ti as he stopped abruptly in front, causing her to bump her nose hard against his back.
A sharp pain shot through her nose, tears stinging her eyes.
"Dad... You hurt !"
Her tone carried a heavy complaint.
But after she spoke, Jas Langley remained unresponsive, as if he was paralyzed.
Perplexed, Sean Langley followed his gaze and saw the two young n in front.
The first person she noticed was Cillian, who stood slightly ahead.
He was casually dressed in what seed like ordinary ho wear, his handso yet boyish features sowhat fresh.
Despite having a crew cut that usually tests a boy’s looks, his handsoness wasn’t diminished; he was the only one she had seen who looked so good with such a haircut.
Like a handso elder brother straight out of a comic book, tugging at one’s heartstrings.
If The Wolves’ looks could score a perfect ten, this guy would be a twelve.
So, so handso...
Sean Langley’s face slowly turned red.
Yet in the next mont, her gaze shifted slightly and landed on Warren Prescott, who was a step behind Cillian.
Black pants, black shirt, holding a black suit casually in one hand, he was of a completely different temperant from the boy beside him, the person she had seen who suited black the most.
His deep and distinct features exuded an indescribable attraction, but the aura around him warned others not to approach with an air of cold indifference.
In Sean Langley’s mind, only four words echoed: breathtakingly magnificent.
She’d never thought the term "breathtakingly magnificent" could be used to describe soone’s appearance.
Sean Langley’s heart skipped a beat.
But she still wasn’t entirely lovestruck and quickly realized her current situation.
So, these two strikingly handso guys with entirely different temperants were the thugs Ashley Shaw called over?
Sean Langley was filled with insane jealousy.
Ashley Shaw sure had the luck with n!
Having such an exemplary boyfriend like The Wolves was one thing, but she also had two incredibly handso guys protecting her!
If The Wolves found out, they’d surely be furious, right?
The mont she first saw Ashley Shaw’s photos, she could tell this was a loose, shaless hussy, and now it seed even more so.
The Wolves just went to participate in a survival show yesterday, and today she found two top-tier handso guys like these.
If that wasn’t fox-like behavior, what was?
Utterly shaless!
She wondered how much Ashley paid these two. If she was willing to pay triple, would these two handso guys help her instead?
Once the thought erged, Sean Langley wanted to act imdiately.
With two top-notch handso guys like these by her side, why should she still be a fan of The Wolves?
As a fan, she’d rarely even see The Wolves.
But now, with just a spending of money, she could have two incredibly handso guys.
What a deal!
Sean Langley found she couldn’t hold back a second longer. Impulsively, she disregarded her father’s expression and quickly walked around Jas Langley to stand before Cillian and Warren Prescott.
"You two, how much did Ashley Shaw pay you? As long as you start following from today, be my bodyguards, I can offer you triple whatever Ashley paid!"
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