Chapter 32 Invitations
Blanche was cutting fruit on the sofa in the living room, preparing a fruit breakfast for herself. She hadn't slept well the night before and had dark circles under her eyes, so she intended to eat some fruit to replenish her vitamins.
Louis had not yet gone to the company and was sitting on the sofa next to her with his long legs crossed in gray pants, not saying a word.
Blanche felt her face getting hot and when she looked up, she saw the man next to her staring at her with a strange look in his eyes.
Feeling uncomfortable with his gaze, Blanche turned to the side and continued to cut the fruit, but Louis still fixed his eyes on her. Blanche wondered what he was looking at.
Even a few seconds later, he still kept his eyes on her.
Blanche was speechless. She put down the knife and rubbed the place between her eyebrows, wondering what he was staring at with such a strange look.
Suddenly, what had happened the night before flashed through Blanche's night. Recalling that he had pressed her down while looking at her intense gaze, she felt so embarrassed and guilty that her forehead turned red.
Louis frowned, thinking that this woman must have thought of something. She picked up some documents from the table and left, walking out quickly.
Staring at his proud back as he left, Blanche suddenly remembered that she still had to discuss with him about attending his grandmother's birthday banquet. She hurriedly chased after him.
When Blanche came out, Louis had already started the car and was ready to leave.
"Wait a minute," Blanche shouted as she ran down the steps, but Louis drove the car away.
Blanche chased after him for a while, and the two bodyguards following her caught up.
She turned to look at them. "What are you doing?"
"Mrs. Herbart, we're protecting you as Mr. Louis ordered us to do."
Blanche turned to look at Louis's car, which had already moved out the gate.
"Protecting me? It's more like you're keeping a watch on me."
The two bodyguards did not respond and admitted it in silence.
No matter where Blanche went, the two bodyguards followed her and didn't let her leave the villa.
Blanche struggled with them for the entire morning, but she still couldn't get rid of them.
With time passing, Blanche got more and more anxious. She sat on the sofa with a worried face.
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