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She could be fragile, powerless, and broken, but at the same
time she could be tough, smart, and strong.
Adelaide is not a rose in a greenhouse, but a rose that still
blooms stubbornly in the desert despite wind and frost.
“From tonight onwards, you gotta have some self–defense stuff
on you,” Reginald said gently, “I’ll have Nathan get it ready for
you.”
Adelaide didn’t say anything, but her heart felt like a clock
suddenly struck, ringing non–stop.
If it were Spencer or Garrett, their first reaction after
encountering such a thing would be what.
Oh, it was decided to have bodyguards to watched over her for
24 hours.
Or stop giving her the chance to act alone.
At least that’s how it was arranged until the danger was
resolved.
Back in the day, Adelaide would always listen and she knew it
was their way of showing they cared and wanted to protect her.
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The more she was protected like this, the more she seemed to
become a waste, and then let herself be manipulated.
Thinking carefully, all she got in return was a chill running
down her spine.
Reginald was right, she should really thank Garrett and
Amanda, otherwise she would have spent the rest of her life
like a puppet on a string, day in and day out, living a dull and
uninteresting life.
Back to the Sterling Estates.
Adelaide, all dirty, could only say politely, “Mr. Thorton, if you
want water, go get it from the fridge.”
“Yeah,” Reginald casually sat on the sofa, “Do your thing.”
Adelaide didn’t hesitate, she turned around and went into the
bedroom to take a shower.
After all, the police could come at any time, and then they
would have to go to the police station.
Adelaide washed herself four or five times all over before she
felt there was no more sand in her hair.
When Adelaide came out, she smelled the delicious food.
She paused, just reached the kitchen door, and saw Reginald
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coming out with a steaming bowl of soup noodles.
Rolled up sleeves, showing off half arms, slender and attractive.
He undid two buttons on his collar, revealing his chest muscles
peeking out.
I felt like a family cook all of a sudden.
“Eat noodles,” Reginald urged, setting down the bowl of soup.
“Thanks… Mr. Thorton,” Adelaide was pleasantly surprised, and
when she sat down, Reginald brought out another bowl.
“What, you eat and I don’t eat?”
“Nope,” Adelaide mumbled with her head buried in the noodles,
tasting surprisingly good.
“How’s it going?”
“It was delicious.” That’s the truth.
“Learned just now!”
Adelaide was shocked for two seconds, then she praised, “Mr. Thorton is really amazing.”
Reginald smirked and said, “Eat up, just got a call, Zayne got
caught at the bus station.”
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