Chapter 636
Chapter 636
The tall man was wearing sunglasses and politely approached Sheena, bowing to her.
“Are you Ms. Sheena Lawson from Froania’s Svelton?”
“Yes.” Sheena raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised by his fluent English. Other than that, her face
remained expressionless.
The bodyguard bowed respectfully, gesturing with both hands. “Ms. Lawson, you can call me Jamie.
Please follow me. Your accommodation has been arranged. You’ve had a long journey, take a day to
rest.”
Sheena was not keen to dilly–dally, asking, “Where’s Nathaniel? I want to see him now.”
Jamie was taken aback, replying, “I don’t know the person you’re mentioning. I’m here to assist you on
behalf of my boss, Mr. Lance.”
“Mr. Lance?” Sheena sneered, “What scheme is he up to now?”
“His full name is Charles Lance.”
Sheena frowned.
Anything related to Nathaniel disgusted her, and she spoke with a less–than–pleasant tone, “I’m not
interested in knowing whatever name he goes by. Just tell him I’m here, and I want to see him today!”
“Alright, Ms. Lawson. Please follow me to your residence. I’ll pass the message to Mr. Lance.”
Sheena followed him in silence as Lionel trailed behind, secretly using his phone to check the
surname Lance.
Lionel discovered it was not a simple name. Surprisingly, it was used by the Laubabwe royal family.
On the plane, Sheena had mentioned that Nathaniel’s mother was named Kelly.
Could it be that Nathaniel adopted his mother’s surname here, and her name was Kelly Lance?
Lionel immediately checked the dark web and
Und a Kelly Lance in the Laubabwe royal family. She
held a notable status, being the current king’s sister and titled as the Princess Royal.
However, the information showed that the Princess Royal was already married.
So, what did that make Nathaniel? The illegitimate son of the royal family’s Princess Royal?
Lionel pondered over it, too distracted to notice he had been following Sheena and the bodyguard.
Jamie to the airport parking lot.
A stretched black Bentley awaited them.
Before getting into the car, Jamie noticed the man behind Sheena.
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Sheena glanced at Lionel. “Yes, he’s my bodyguard.”
Jamie looked somewhat uneasy. “I’m sorry, Ms. Lawson. Mr. Lance specified that we’re only picking
you up, and extra individuals won’t be accommodated.”
“He’s just a bodyguard. Isn’t he being overly cautious?” Sheena reasoned, appealing to his
sensibilities. “I’m a young woman who traveled far from Froania to Laubabwe. Wouldn’t I be risking my
safety if I can’t even bring a bodyguard with me?”
“Well…”
“You can’t decide on this, and I won’t trouble you. Immediately call him for approval. If he disagrees, I’ll
buy a ticket and return to Froania! Is this how he intends to approach our marriage?”
Sheena arrogantly crossed her hands, maintaining a firm tone.
Lionel kept his head low, silently giving her a thumbs–up.
Indeed, Sheena was assertive, never willing to be at a disadvantage.
Jamie bowed repeatedly. “Please wait, Ms. Lawson.”
He took out his phone from his black trousers and quickly dialed a number, relaying Sheena’s words to
the person on the other end in hushed tones.
A minute later, he respectfully bowed to Sheena again, opening the car door for her. “Mr. Lance has agreed, Ms. Lawson, please.”
During the half–hour drive, they headed to the outskirts, finally stopping in front of a European–style
standalone apartment.
Jamie escorted Sheena inside. “Later, a dedicated chef will provide lunch for you and your bodyguard.
Feel free to explore or rest during your free time, but please do not leave.”
Sheena remained expressionless.
Lionel was the first to ask, “Are you implying that you’re restricting our freedom?”