Sure enough, at the sight of the phone number, Iris' pupils shrank slightly and fear arose in her again.
She wanted to pick up the phone and switch it off, but before she could touch it, a big well-defined hand took the phone.
Iris' head whipped up abruptly and she looked at Justin incredulously.
Justin looked at her firmly. His voice was calm and steady, and he seemed capable of protecting Iris from everything in the world. He said, "Let me."
Iris shook her head.
She was very scared.
Although the Hunts were powerful, they were really no match for globally powerful families that had hundreds—even a thousand—of years of history.
She swallowed. "Justin, forget it."
Justin could understand her fear and panic. His mother was worried that she would affect the Hunts because of her own affairs, but she didn't know that he had another identity that was powerful enough to make him fearless.
