Nathalia held Lisa's arm, turned her back to Curt, and walked off.
Curt watched her leave. He seemed to be in deep thoughts. The bodyguard suggested with an apologetic smile, "Mr. Davidson, don't you worry, I can just take her into the car if you'd like..." He didn't understand why Nathalia should be an exception, as this wasn't his boss's usual way of dealing with things.
Curt glared at the bodyguard coldly and said, "Don't you dare do anything unless I tell you so."
The bodyguard shivered and apologized immediately, cold sweat dripping down his back. Why is he treating this girl so differently? Why? I can't understand.
Sat in a beautifully elegant French restaurant, with delicious food around, Lisa still found it difficult to calm herself down. "Nathalia, I think Curt Davidson won't just let it go so easily." Finally, she voiced her concern. I can see it in his eyes. He's too demanding, and he doesn't give up easily.
