"Boss!" Ken stormed inside the restaurant. "They are here."
"Good," Nolan said. "You have done a good job. You can go rest."
A minute or two after Ken informed Nolan of Benjamin's arrival, Benjamin, followed by Nael, the nobleman, and the servant, entered the restaurant.
"Nolan!" Nael ran to his table. His face was covered in dried blood, for he did not have anything to wipe the blood off his face before coming here.
Nolan's expression turned serious, and he jumped from his seat. "Nael, what happened to your face!" He asked.
However, Nael ignored the question and took Nolan for the forearms. "Where is she?" He asked, looking straight into Nolan's eyes.
"Calm down," Nolan said. "She is fine, at least physically. I can not say that she is not traumatized. After all, not many women can bear to see what she saw and can bear the thought of what might have happened if I did not save her."
