Chapter 1943
In the end, Rosalie had no choice but to go to the Tharman residence with Lacey in the company of two new bodyguards.
During the journey to the Tharman residence, Rosalie’s housekeeper Eva briefly explained the information she obtained, “Ms. Rosalie, I heard Mr. Tilan was the one who instructed Mr. Scalabrine to recruit these two bodyguards from the black market.’’
“They’re not only capable fighters but also have a lot of experience. If I’m not mistaken, they were once renowned assassins in the black market before they came to Tilan Palace,” Eva added.
Upon hearing that, Rosalie glanced out of the window subconsciously. So those men are assassins.
Suddenly, the two men in black who were following the car on bikes seemed to have sensed her gaze and turned to look at her.
A shiver instantly ran up Rosalie’s spine. She had to take a deep breath to calm herself down. That killer glare was scary.
Even though the man’s almond-shaped eyes were charming, Rosalie still saw a threatening cold glint in his eyes.
She dared not look at him anymore.
Some forty minutes later, Lacey and Rosalie arrived at the Tharman residence, the house of the city’s most prominent noble family.
Ever since Tilan Palace was built, the Tilan family couldn’t care less about the so-called noble families in the city.
However, since the Tilan family was involved in the black market, Hugo knew they still had to maintain their reputation by building bridges with the noble families.
The Tilans walked into the villa. It was apparent that the residence was incomparable to the grandeur of Tilan Palace.
“Mrs. Tilan! You’re finally here. We’ve been waiting for your arrival,” Priscilla greeted Lacey with enthusiasm even though she was a respectable noblewoman herself.
Priscilla even went up and held Lacey’s hands as if they were close friends.
Rosalie stood beside them and watched indifferently.
Lacey turned to her and said, “Rosie, go on and greet Mrs. Tharman.”
Rosalie said, “Nice to meet you, Mrs. Tharman.”
“Oh, my goodness, Rosie! Look at you! I remember seeing you a couple of days ago, but you look even more gorgeous today! No wonder people always say teenage girls would go through drastic changes when they hit eighteen years old.”
Priscilla held Rosalie’s hands and praised her incessantly. Even Rosalie could not help but feel embarrassed by her exaggerated compliments.
After a brief greeting, the adults were ushered to Priscilla’s villa to rest and chat, whereas Rosalie was brought to another place to mingle with her peers.
Rosalie utterly detested social events like this.
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