After Sleeping with My Childhood Prince, I Kicked Him Out from My World novel Chapter 74

<<. Miles. >>

Avery asks me for my address so she can send a cab out for me. I am not that stupid. So I tell her I will reach Newport beach. Her ride or whatever can pick me up from there.

After talking to her, I call Isha and she picks up at the first ring.

“Hello” she says in a groggy voice.

“Were you asleep?” I ask while grabbing a luggage bag to pack.

“Yes boss,” she sighs. “What happened?”

“Sorry to bother you again. Did you ask the Bodyguard to collect that phone I told you about?”

“Yes… he is probably already at the resort.”

That was quick.

“Is he the same guy that was assigned at the hospital?”

Isha goes quiet, then says, “I don’t know, Miles. I assigned the one Liam told me about.”

I pause. Is she talking to Liam? I didn’t know that. I thought they would avoid each other forever. That’s good though.

“What’s his name?”

“His name is Raylan Garcia.”

I nod. “Send me his number.”

I explain some points that I need her to take care of while I am gone. She sounds unhappy about the fact that I am leaving her in the mess and there is hell with lots of meetings to be rescheduled.

“I guess I should start sending the emails right away,” she mutters.

“Yes, my lady. That would be nice,” I say, and she laughs.

“Anyway! Have a good holiday!”

“I will be in touch. It’s not like I am going to vanish for the whole week.”

She takes a pause then asks, “When was the last time you took a holiday, Miles?”

“I… am not sure.” I shrug, thinking. “Maybe it’s been more than three years.”

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God, I am worse than people who have no money to go on holidays.

“Take this one! You have hired skilled people on high pay to deal with this kind of shit.”

“Yes, whatever.” I mutter.

Isha shares Raylan, the bodyguard’s number, with me. After packing my bag for a week, I make my way towards my car and call him.

“This is Raylan speaking. ID:7987 for Black Sea.” I frown, then realize it is his work mobile number. The number usually security companies assign to their bodyguards. This is the first time I am talking to one.

“Hi Raylan, This is M Miller! You have been assigned to Avery Collins by my assistant Isha Anderson.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Have you reached there yet?”

“No. I am waiting for the next ferry to arrive. It’s late at night, so I couldn’t find one any sooner.”

“Wait for me. Someone has arranged a special ride for me. You can tag along.”

I walk towards the helipad and see a tall blond man in a black suit waiting for me. He looks mid 30’s. Probably 8-10 years or so older than me.

Cliche uniforms.

“Raylan Garcia”

“Mr Miller!”

We shake hands and hop onto the helicopter Avery arranged for me at Newport Beach.

“I have some things I want you to take care of,” I tell him in a loud voice over the noise canceling headphones. As long as I am with Avery, we don’t need Raylan’s services 24 by 7. I am good at defending myself and I am sure I can keep Avery safe from potential attacks, too. But I want him to keep an eye on Della.

“Also, anything odd let me know about it. Her or her family. We need to keep an eye on everyone…”

We will know more once I get the report in the morning.

“Understood. Spying is not exactly my job-”

“Don’t give me that bullshit, Raylan. I want it done. Charge me or whatever, but do it.”

He laughs. “I wasn’t denying you Mr. Miller… Iwas saying it would be an interesting week.”

“I freaking hope so… and don’t use my real name. It’s Liam for them.”

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His lips twitch, and he nods.

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Ride to Catalina islands takes us 15 minutes. Reaching the resort is another 20 minute car ride.

“What is your background?” I ask him out of curiosity while we are traveling is a cab.

“You mean before joining this Security Agency?”

I nod.

Apparently some people don’t take encryption of their phones seriously and it’s easy to tap into their private messages. I have sent those records and chats to Jane, the Pet from Dom’s club. She promised she will compile a report and run it on prime time if I give her a green light.

I hadn’t even thought of that. Is that even possible? It’s something freaking mafias do. To be honest, I’ve only heard of it in the damn movies.

“What’s the protocol?”

I think about it. If M has sent a bodyguard, Liam and Raylan should not meet her at the same time.

I am making a business plan for a new startup. After my recent accident, the conversation about Seat belts and heart attacks among women made me think. It’s an opportunity we could exploit for greater good. I am not sure if it would just be an NGO or a profiting business, but I feel it’s something someone should initiate.

I would like to focus on Car safety for women first. At least to make sure that they run the damn tests on women, too. So we don’t end up with broken collar bones or dead. I am profusely typing all the ideas on top of my head and important points to discuss with my consultant. Lena could be a great help too, but she is too busy with all the work I keep dumping on her.

Once I am happy with the details I have jotted down, I cannot help but share it with someone. So I send it to the Group chat I have with Lena and her boysister, Jake.

I yelp and throw my phone away. I totally forgot the sexy clothes I was wearing to welcome M. My boobs are almost spilling out of the thin bra.