One of the young men, Chuck Jones, approached and offered, "Let me see where it got torn. Perhaps I can fix it for you."

As he spoke, he reached out to take off Mia's jacket.

Mia's expression darkened, seemingly ready to react, but someone firmly grabbed Chuck's wrist. In a cold tone, the person roared, "Don't you dare lay your filthy hands on her!"

Mia turned around and saw Timothy standing behind her, feeling relieved at his protective stance.

Suddenly, having such a loyal bodyguard seemed like a blessing. Chuck, however, grew visibly angry and addressed Timothy arrogantly, saying, "You filthy bodyguard, I advise you to let go, or you'll regret it!" Stepping forward, Mia glanced at Timothy and suggested, "Perhaps you should release him. This isn't Zalantis, where lawlessness prevails. Committing murder here is illegal.”

Chuck's expression shifted abruptly. “Wait, did you say he's a bodyguard from Zalantis?"

Mia maintained her composure and responded, “That's correct. He's a bodyguard that Dominic specifically hired from Zalantis. Although he used to be a professional hitman, his focus now is on ensuring my safety.”

"I apologize for any confusion. My bodyguard is new to this role

bag he had been carrying. "These were sent over by Mr.

these clothes are from him," Mia remarked, shifting her attention to the affluent young men nearby. “I'll go change into a different outfit first. Please continue

name, the group

Mia. As they headed to the lounge, Mia glanced at Timothy and remarked, "You acted pretty swiftly

Dominic's name to intimidate those young men and

as a Zalantis hitman?" “If I hadn't brought it up, those guys wouldn't have backed off so quickly. They just see you as

them try

now, you're just a bodyguard without

I'm

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