“I never thought you’d become the vice president’s wife! But this status suits you. You exude a remarkable grace that can handle any occasion.” Willow praised her.
Shirley felt a bit embarrassed by the compliments and said humbly, “Don’t keep praising me. I might get carried away.” Willow genuinely admired Shirley’s demeanor.
The two moved on to discuss dresses. In this regard, Shirley often sought advice from Willow as she considered Willow to have an excellent sense of fashion, which was also a fact. So, they discussed wedding dress styles and colors.
A delightful afternoon unfolded, and the two chatted until it was dusk. However, they didn’t plan to have dinner together that night due to prior commitments.
As they laughed and exited the restaurant, two men who had been sitting there for a while noticed them and decided to introduce themselves.
“Ladies, can we get to know each other?” The two men directly blocked their path.
Shirley smiled faintly. “Sorry. It’s not convenient.” “Miss, please! Just leave a phone number. Maybe we can grab coffee sometime and be friends. We’re not bad people.” These men thought highly of themselves and tried their luck with the pretty girls they saw.
Unbeknownst to them, two tall bodyguards approached from the entrance.
“We said it’s not convenient. Please step aside,” Willow said in a cold tone.
The men were reluctant to give up. They perceived these women as being of high status and were audacious enough to try and get acquainted.
“Miss…” One of the men was about to speak again when suddenly, their arms were roughly grabbed, and they were pulled a few steps away. When they turned around, they were dumbfounded.
How did four tall and burly bodyguards suddenly appear behind them?
“Are you two okay, Miss Presgrave?” the bodyguards asked with concern.
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