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.

eyes and said tearfully, “What can I do? If I could handle it myself, would I have asked you

now…”

down the car window and took a deep

night air crept into the car and blew on his face, finally

had not been as angry as he was tonight in

an outburst like this once in

like a robot and would

working as a hostess if I were as rich as you? Do you think it’s fun to

eyes

me. Many college students are working as waiters and cleaners, but you became a hostess. How

Sean said icily.

Lyla was instantly speechless.

quit anyway.

White Rose again.”

tears and said

years of college and a normal college life from now on and don’t make any more trouble. Got

“Yeah.”

Lyla nodded vigorously.