Lost in thought, she did not notice that the butler was quietly observing her.

Somehow, the butler felt that Emily's aura had changed. He couldn't tell exactly, but it was completely different from before. She used to cry out of fear when she saw gangsters fighting, and now she's okay with it?

Seeing her concentrated, the butler couldn't help but ask, "Miss Emily, who do you think is the best?"

Emily regained her senses and pointed at Harold, "Him."

The butler smiled, "No. Mr. Maury asked me to choose a female bodyguard for you. Which one do you like?"

Emily pointed at Harold again, "Him."

The butler wiped his sweat. "Sorry, Miss Emily. He's a man, not a woman."

"Oh."

"...."

The butler hesitated, "Shall I ask Mr. Maury to let him...?"

Emily nodded with pleasure, "Yes!"

The butler could say

out whether Miss Emily understood him

the golf

too far to pick, he turned to the man, who was lying on the sofa

and Armando Mosby heard this, they got closer to them in secret while

threw the planning aside, shot a faint

a step away, leaving Jaquan standing there alone. 'This bunch of

mad. We're just curious. I heard that you've taken a fancy to that retard of the Britts... No, the beautiful Miss Emily? You sent her home, didn't you? You even

Vincent snorted

the horse race with..... Holy shit!" Jaquan almost bit his tongue, "What? Vincent,

and whispered in Vincent's ear, "Mr. Vincent, none of our men

raised

"What are

him and continued to whisper, "She chose a retired soldier working for her family. His name is

him clearly and only got a few words. He covered his mouth in surprise, "Vincent, why does

Vincent stood up,

coat for him, "They went to the department

his coat, "Back

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