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Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 1944

Chapter 1944

The bodyguard with the swimsuit immediately ran toward Rosalie in the pool to remind her to climb up so no one would see her.

Hearing his voice, Rosalie emerged from the water.

“What’s the fuss? So what if I’m swimming naked? I…”

Crack!

A loud sound of cracking bones caused her to trail off in shock.

Both of them turned in the direction of the sound and saw a noblewoman in front of the crowd getting kicked away.

She didn’t even let out a yelp when she landed on the ground.

Rosalie gaped in disbelief.

“H-How could you kick her?” someone screamed.

“Why can’t I kick her? The person in the pool is my employer. My job is to ensure she’s safe within a fifty­meter radius.”

After delivering the kick, the young bodyguard smoothened his wrinkled hems nonchalantly. He then folded his arms and stood before Rosalie in a protective manner.

Everyone else was floored by his action.

Behind him, Rosalie floated above the water in the pool quietly. She was taken aback to hear his calm but arrogant words.

The Tilan family was influential in Southeast Astoria, but they had never acted so domineeringly on such occasions where many powerful figures were also present.

Rosalie stared at the muscular back belonging to the bodyguard as her heart skipped a beat.

Soon, the elders came out after hearing the commotion. By then, Rosalie had already climbed out of the pool and put on her clothes.

“Rosie, what’s going on? How could you let your bodyguard beat them up for no reason?” Upon arrival, her stepmother, Lacey, immediately questioned her angrily.

Rosalie retorted, “What do you mean by ‘for no reason?’ I was teaching them a lesson.”

“Teaching US a lesson?” the socialites shrieked in horror.

“That’s utter nonsense! She jumped into the swimming pool naked! We wanted to remind her about her indecency, but her bodyguard kicked one of US without hesitation,” one socialite protested.

Another socialite nodded vehemently. “Yeah! If we hadn’t stopped in time, we would be lying on the ground just like that lady and end up being cripples.”

Cripples?

Rosalie glanced at her bodyguard and fretted inwardly.

Hearing that, Lacey fumed, “Rosie, are they telling the truth? Didn’t you wear a swimsuit in public?”

Crack!

Her wrist broke instantly following the horrifying sound.

“Ow!” Lacey’s scream pierced the air, resonating around the garden in the villa.

Rosalie’s jaw dropped when she saw her stepmother’s plight. She had never seen anything this shocking in her entire lifetime, and the color slowly drained from her face.

D-Did I get myself a robot? I can’t believe how ruthless he is!

In the end, Rosalie brought the two bodyguards and Lacey, who was still screaming in anguish, back to Tilan Palace.

As they left urgently, the helicopter couldn’t arrive in time to give them a ride, so they had to take the speedboat back. That was when Rosalie overheard the exchange between her bodyguards.

“Theo, how could you be this reckless? Never mind if you kicked that socialite. How could you break Mrs. Tilan’s wrist without warning? You’re in deep trouble.”

They were chatting behind Rosalie.

However, it was mostly Samson who spoke. On the other hand, the person he was advising, Theo, remained silent most of the time.

Rosalie said nothing until Samson said that Theo was in deep trouble for the umpteenth time. Finally, she lost her patience and turned at her shoulder to glower at them.

“Stop talking nonsense. I’m still here,” she chided.

At once, Samson zipped his lips shut.

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