She Left She Thrived She’s Worth Billions novel Chapter 653

Because Melanie brought up the security issue at Daphne's club.

"I don't think that white-haired punk is completely right in the head. We can't rule out the possibility that he might bring his guys back to cause trouble at Daphne's place..."

As Melanie spoke, Shawn's face naturally floated into her mind.

Even though he didn't look like a gangster, why would he bring so many thugs to Daphne's club?

Was it really just to force her to accept a gift?

A sudden shiver ran through Melanie's body.

"He is definitely unhinged..."

Hearing her murmur, Preston cast a sidelong glance at her.

Melanie's words were entirely focused on worrying about Daphne and her club.

"Daphne's club does need extra security... and so do you."

"...Me?"

Melanie turned to look at Preston.

He was focused on driving, his eyes fixed straight ahead. His handsome profile radiated a magnetic tension, especially his jawline, which was sharp as a blade.

Melanie narrowed her eyes with interest, entirely captivated by his side profile.

"If you're so worried about me, why don't you just be my twenty-four-hour personal bodyguard? Your combat skills are better than any professional's... You could just quit your job..."

The last part of her sentence sounded like a casual, offhand remark.

But the listener took it to heart.

Preston slightly lowered his gaze.

If he recalled correctly, this was the second time Melanie had suggested he quit his job.

Every time, it sounded like a joke.

But based on what he knew about her, she wouldn't repeatedly bring up him quitting for no reason.

Because Melanie took her work and career very seriously.

In a trance, Preston remembered what Gabriel Whitmore had told him at the celebration banquet about Melanie acting strangely.

"Hey, red light!"

Melanie suddenly shouted.

"Okay, I'll leave it in your hands then!"

Melanie smiled brightly.

She realized that no matter what happened, as long as Preston was around, he always gave her an immense sense of security.

"Having you around is so reassuring."

Praised by Melanie, Preston's expression softened considerably.

His lips parted slightly, but the words that reached the tip of his tongue were ultimately swallowed back down.

He had wanted to ask her why she had been so cold and distant toward Gabriel at the Stellaris PharmaTech banquet tonight.

However...

The atmosphere in the car was nice right now, and he felt that bringing it up wouldn't get him a straight answer and might just ruin the mood.

In the end, Preston said nothing more.

The light turned green, and the white BMW shot forward into the night.

On another deserted highway, an Obsidian Black and Desert Gold two-tone Maybach was speeding along, leaving rows of streetlights in its wake.