"Miss Turner, you can't leave on your own!" The two bodyguards stopped Reagan's motorcycle from going forward. They didn't intend to let Silvia leave.
Reagan glared at the two bodyguards and said discontentedly, "She's my boss. Be careful when you talk, or I'll make you suffer... Hey, boss, you..."
"How could you pinch me?" Before he could finish his words, Reagan closed his mouth immediately after receiving Silvia's warning look.
He looked at them again and found that the situation seemed to be a little different from what he had expected. These two people didn't seem to be following his boss around out of loyalty. Instead, they seemed to be monitoring her.
Monitoring her?
What exactly had she been through in the past few days?
Why would someone send men to keep tabs on her?
Reagan couldn't understand. He looked at Silvia again, only to see her winking at him and signalling him not to ask anything. She wanted him to play along.
After exchanging meaningful looks with Reagan, Silvia took out her mobile phone and dialed a number. She smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Kyle. Your men are stopping me from dealing with my personal affairs. What do you think we should do? Oh, you want them to answer the phone?"
She stroked her long dark hair gently and said with a chuckle, "Oh, okay, please wait, I'll pass the phone to them right away."
Silvia reached out and handed the mobile phone to the bodyguards. "Hey, Mr. Kyle asked to speak to you."
The two bodyguards didn't believe it. They hesitated and didn't reach out to take the phone.
"You don't want to answer the phone, do you? Then I'll tell him that you don't even want to listen to his orders." Silvia was about to take back the phone, but a bodyguard quickly reached out and took the phone.
Just as the bodyguard grabbed the phone, Reagan accelerated immediately, and the motorcycle dashed forward quickly, leaving those people far behind.
"We were fooled. Chase them." The two bodyguards were good at martial arts, but they couldn't move their car due to the traffic now. Their legs couldn't run faster than the motorcycle. They could only watch Silvia getting farther and farther away from them.
Seeing that she had gotten rid of the bodyguards, Silvia breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Reagan, for the sake of safety, please slow down."
Reagan slowed down and looked at Silvia from the rear-view mirror of the motorcycle. He saw that she didn't look too happy. "Boss, who are those two people?"
Silvia patted him on the shoulder and said, "Focus on driving. Don't ask so much."
Reagan said, "Boss, I'm just asking because I'm genuinely worried. I wouldn't care if it's about someone else."
Silvia brushed his concerns off, "Don't talk so much. Update me about the press conference."
Reagan replied, "When I sent Lemur over earlier, the reporters were still waiting outside. It's been quite some time now, so I guess that the reporters have entered."
Silvia bit her lip and a vicious look flashed in her eyes. "Hurry up. We can't let that b*stard Norman succeed at his evil antics!"
He answered obediently, "Yes."
The motorcycle sped up again, leaving the multitude of cars on the road behind.
At Wateria Corporation.
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