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 for help… Besides, you’ve helped me out. Is it necessary

now…”

the car window and took

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

been as angry as he was tonight in a

to have an outburst like

like a robot and would eventually

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

eyes

broke isn’t an excuse to become a hostess. You just want to make easy money… Don’t argue with me. Many college students are working as

Sean said icily.

Lyla was instantly speechless.

made me quit anyway.

White Rose again.”

wiped away her tears and said as she lowered

enough money to get through four years of college and a normal college life from now on and don’t

“Yeah.”

Lyla nodded vigorously.