Lissy Lock walked faster and faster. As she was about to reach the entrance hall, a man suddenly dashed from one side, standing in front of her.
The man dressed the same as the bodyguards outside the villa she had seen before her nap, wearing a black suit, sporting sunglasses, and his eyes were not visible.
Lissy Lock stared at him without speaking, scrutinizing him.
"Madam," the bodyguard addressed her.
Lissy Lock, who had been pulling a long face, smiled after hearing those words.
This surprised the towering bodyguard, making him stammer.
Lissy Lock kept smiling.
She didn't need to ask any other questions; the bodyguard's address to her already explained everything.
These people were indeed John Fame's people, not anyone else's.
"You work for John Fame," she said, speaking in a probing tone. "So, are you here to monitor me, control my freedom, or simply protect this place?"
