Spoiled by Mr Russell

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Chapter 1087

"But..." The maid wanted to say something else, but Heather interjected." What? Do I look like I need

someone to protect me?"

That managed to shut the maid up. 'That's right. Ms. Riggs is skilled in kickboxing, so she doesn't need

anyone to protect her.'

When Heather ascended the stairs, she thought of something and stopped in her tracks to say, "By the

way, get the people who came here with me from the island to pack their things up and be on standby

for my orders at all times."

"Ms. Riggs, are we going back soon?" After asking that, the maid regretted it immediately because she

realized that she had crossed a line with Heather's gaze.

Tm just a maid, and that’s something I don't have a right to ask.’

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"Get out!" Heather yelled coldly.

The maid left, and when Heather noticed she was now out of sight, she called, "Chump!"

Chump appeared out of nowhere. "Ms. Riggs."

"I’m going to practice kickboxing in the next two days. Stay by my side at all times," she ordered in a

low voice.

When Heather practiced kickboxing, she allowed no one to get near her. Only Chump could make her

feel at ease.

"Got it, Ms. Riggs," Chump answered.

What she was most satisfied with Chump was that he never asked questions. He understood that being

loyal to Heather was all she needed. She would study the moves in the secret handbook in the next

few days. As for mastering it, she could only do that after going back there. She realized she could no

longer stay because it would cause trouble for her if Alexander knocked on her door now that she had

the secret handbook with her.

Moreover, she was going to study all the moves to see for herself if they were as powerful as she

imagined.

Ralph stayed in the suite the entire day without going anywhere.

His elbow was hurting so much that it was killing him, but he could not be bothered to visit the hospital

to get it checked. He had been waiting for news from his subordinate.

'I don't understand. If this secret handbook is fake, does that mean Alex knew I would steal it? Unless

he makes a fake copy to confuse other people? Did I fall into his trap because I was unlucky and

thought I took a great risk just to retrieve the handbook?’

Heather’s words and the memory of him going to Alexander's house the other day were replaying in his

head like a broken tape on repeat. It was giving him a splitting headache.

After taking a nap, he woke up to his phone vibrating fervently. He wondered how long it had been

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ringing.

"Hello?” The number on the screen woke him up right away, and he picked up the call excitedly.

"Mr. Russell, about that..." The other party was hesitant to speak.

"What about it? Has anyone bid on it? Don't tell me there aren't any! If that's the case, you better keep

waiting until there's a potential buyer! Why are you calling me?" As Ralph was frustrated from waiting,

he spoke in a harsher tone than usual.

He ruffled through his hair, got up to his feet, and then walked over to pull the curtains open. The sky

was foggy, and the sun had yet to rise. 'What time is it?*

"That's not the case," the other party replied quickly, "Mr. Russell, I took screenshots of their

comments, and I'll send them to you. You can take a look at them."

He had no idea how to tell Ralph about it. Hence, he thought it best for Ralph to see it himself.

'What?" Before Ralph could get an explanation, his phone buzzed. It seemed that he had received the

pictures.

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