The Guardian's Sword

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Chapter 1987

Without further delay, Sean and Zander immediately got in the car and drove toward White Rose Nightclub.

The night thickened.

White Rose Nightclub was packed with people.

Lyla was now cornered in the hall by a rich young man and his two bodyguards.

The corner was dark, but many customers still noticed the four. Usually, the security guards in the nightclub would

have come to Lyla's rescue.

After all, Lyla was a hostess in White Rose Nightclub.

Although it was not a proper job, she was still considered White Rose Nightclub's employee.

White Rose Nightclub's security guards would come forward if an employee were in trouble.

However, none of the security guards at White Rose Nightclub had shown up!

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Moreover, the customers watched from a distance. No one dared to come forward to rescue Lyla.

It was because the rich heir who cornered Lyla was the heir of the Jensen family, Jonathan!

Jonathan wore a white shirt, black trousers, and designer sneakers.

He dressed up casually and neatly tonight, but there was a wine stain on the chest area of his white shirt. It was red

as blood.

"Look! Look what you've done!"

Jonathan held his collar in his hand, shaking his white shirt and showing Lyla the wine stain on his chest.

"You have the f*cking nerve to get my clothes dirty. Do you have any idea how much my shirt is worth? Fifty

thousand! Fifty thousand!"

He was indeed the heir of the Jensen family. Even his shirt cost fifty thousand dollars.

It was outrageous.

Lyla trembled, her hand shaking as she held the empty glass.

"Well, I didn't mean to..."

"Of course I know you didn't mean to. I'd rip your little head off if you did!"

Jonathan snarled.

Lyla was even more frightened when she heard that. She knew she was in big trouble.

She quickly apologized. She quickly took out her phone, typed a text message, and sent it to someone.

There was only one person who could help her.

"Who are you texting? Are you calling in reinforcements?

Haha, don't you know who I am? I'm telling you. I'm the heir of the Jensen family, Jonathan! Stupid girl, nothing will

happen to me even if the sovereign is here!"

Jonathan said with a sneer and looked Lyla up and down.

Lyla shuddered at Jonathan's evil and greedy gaze.

She could not help but take a step back, but Jonathan took two steps forward, and they got closer.

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Besides that, the two buff bodyguards behind Jonathan also took two strides forward, vaguely blocking Lyla's path.

"I didn’t mean it. I'll compensate you, okay..."

Lyla said in a tearful voice.

Jonathan laughed when he heard that.

"Can you afford it? My shirt costs fifty thousand. Can a hostess like you afford to compensate me? Besides, you

can't compensate me no matter how rich you are!

"I had this shirt specially designed and made by a famous designer from Parie. It's the only one in the world! It's not

about the money anymore!"

Jonathan added after a pause, "It's fine if you really want to compensate me. I don't want the money. I want the

shirt. Compensate me with a shirt just like it. But can you do it?"

Lyla could not do that, of course.

Jonathan did have the shirt custom-made by a famous designer from Parie. It was the only shirt in the world. How

could you find another one that was exactly like it and also

made by the same designer?

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