The bodyguard paused and hesitated for a few seconds before answering Clayton's questions.
"When we pushed the door open, Isaac was hanging from the balcony and was about to die..."
They could not figure out why Clayton called so many of them to protect a woman who could easily strangle a man to death.
That woman's skills were obviously better than theirs.
Although Nicole did not look like she had much experience in actual combat, her moves were professionally trained.
It was more than enough to deal with a weakling like Isaac.
Clayton was stunned for a moment. He seemed to forget that Nicole was trained in fighting.
When Clayton saved her in front of that bar before, Nicole said that she did not need it.
He was overly concerned. It was no wonder Nicole told him not to worry. She knew that compared to her, Isaac was just a little ant.
Clayton could not help but let out a low laugh.
"Then?"
What was the result?
Was Isaac dead?
The bodyguard said, "Ms. Stanton ordered for him to b e sent to the Sloan family residence. He was still breathing when he was sent there, but I'm not sure about now. She did not let our people get involved."
Clayton's eyes sank. Nicole was probably afraid that the Sloan family would blame the matter on Clayton, s o she did not let his people do it.
Clayton responded and hung up the phone without saying more.
If Nicole could think of him, Clayton felt that everything was worth it.
The car drove on the road in the dark.
Slow and firm.
Clayton went to the airport early and waited there to pick Nicole up.
Nicole slept very soundly. This matter did not affect her sleep at all.
In the morning, Nicole was woken up by Logan knocking on the door.
Logan hurriedly went to help her pack her belongings and rushed her to go wash up.
Nicole washed her face, not realizing the contrast.
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