The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 1992

Lyla moaned with a pained expression. “Gently… You’re hurting me… Damn! Is this your car?”

Halfway through her speech, Lyla noticed the Maserati parked in front of White Rose gate.

“Cut the crap and get in the car.”

Sean ordered coldly.

Lyla dared not speak anymore. She quickly got into the car and sat in the back with Sean.

Zander got in the driver’s seat and drove.

On the way back to East World Hotel, Sean hit Lyla on the head without saying a word.

“Why did you hit me…”

Lyla asked aggrievedly with her hands over her head.

“Do you still feel aggrieved? I’d like to slap you to death… I warned you last time not to work in the nightclub anymore. Why didn’t you take my advice? Since you didn’t take my advice, you’re on your own if anything happens. So why did you text me for help? Can’t you have some self-awareness?”

Sean’s furious scolding brought Lyla to tears.

I do? If I could handle it myself, would I have asked you for help…

now…”

car window

crept into the car and blew on his face,

as he was tonight in

have an outburst

calm like a

you think it’s fun to entertain those middle-aged men? I

eyes as she

You just want to make easy money… Don’t argue with me. Many college students are working as waiters and

Sean said icily.

Lyla was instantly speechless.

it… You’ve made me quit anyway. I

White Rose again.”

and said as she lowered

college life from now on and don’t

“Yeah.”

Lyla nodded vigorously.