Micah had prepared everything required for Hazel's visit to her family house. From her dress, the car she would ride later, to her bodyguards. He had everything readied for her.
"I don't think I need them…" Hazel looked at Micha, grimacing. She was fine with Gillian, but she didn't know how she felt about the other seven men escorting her to the Webster family house in two extra cars. She thought it would be a little bit too much.
She didn't know what was running in Micah's head right now. It wasn't like she would be robbed in broad daylight or be shot by a sniper, right?
The most dangerous thing that probably would happen to her during her ride would be her bumping her head into the car's door frames.
There was no need for such extravagant security detail. Mainly because Hazel didn't think that she was that important to be treated this way.
