"Mrs. Yontz, behave yourself, please! Otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind!" said the bodyguard coldly.
Susan gritted her teeth, knowing that the man suddenly appeared in front of Savannah was one of Dylan's bodyguards.
Oh, Dylan had assigned this little bitch a bodyguard!
Did Dylan really treat Savannah as a princess?
"How dare you to stop me? I am your master's sister, the daughter of old Sterling! You want to die?" shouted Susan angrily.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Sterling said no one could hurt Miss Schultz." The bodyguard said drily.
"You --" Susan's face was distorted with fury. She stared at the bodyguard gloweringly and snorted as she tried to get around him.
When Susan turned on Savannah like a wild dog, the bodyguard did not hesitate anymore. He seized her hand and strode off to his car, dragging Susan behind him.
