Revenge And Love The Bodyguard
chapter 63

"What you got." A tall, towering man now stands tall in the window of a room full of transparent glass, which presents a view of Chicago from the top floor in the starry hotel room.

While both his hands were put into the pocket of his pants and enjoy the view of the metropolis from the top of the suite room he ordered.

"We are still monitoring, sir," said Carlos' subordinate who faithfully stood behind the arrogant man.

"Continue watching every movement of the woman and her subordinates" Carlos said.

"Ready sir" said Patrick, Carlos's loyal assistant.

"Patrick," cried Carlos quietly.

"I'm sir" replied Patrick respectfully.

"Are you sure that my entire family of women is gone,?" Asked Carlos with a troubled feeling.

"I'm sure it's mister" replied Patrick with great confidence.

"Hm," murmured Carlos.

"Do I need to, ..., tell him everything? About the slaughter I did to his family. I'm just afraid he's gonna hate me" Carlos concluded with an agitation that tormented him so much.

"Are you sure you want to say it, sir,!?

"Come,"

"If it calms you down, you can say it."

"Hm. you're right, this is making me very miserable."

"I'm still worried" murmured Carlos softly.

The man pressed his head against the glass and breathed his warm breath heavily, leaving a trace on the glass wall of the suite.

"Time for the auction is about to begin, sir," said Patrick.

"Hm. Carlos muttered at his assistant's report.

Carlos left his luxurious room and followed by the assistant behind him faithfully.

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While in the ballroom of the luxury hotel, now it has been crowded with invitations from every upper class.

They talked to each other in praise of their appearance and their valuables.

Queen Rosella's royal family are now special guests at the massive auction.

The princesses as well as the princes came to the attention of all the invited guests.

The women did not give their gazes of admiration to every prince who was talking with businessmen in the city of Chicago.

Camelia herself had been busy rotating every room of the ballroom.

Camelia searches for Amber's whereabouts who disappeared earlier.

Camelia gave the code to her husband's cousin, who asked for Amber's whereabouts and was answered with a shoulder twitch.

Camelia could only cluck in anger. The woman with such a graceful appearance tonight walked towards the other princesses.

Likewise with Bram who has been looking for the existence of Amber.

Bram even ordered his men to look for the whereabouts of the woman.

Bram smiles as he receives a brief message from his men, who have discovered Amber's whereabouts, who turns out to be in the hotel's rooftop.

"You haven't changed, baby. Still love the silence" muttered Bram with a smile.

The man with an extremely stunning appearance walked over slowly to leave the party event that made him so fed up.

Bram walked towards the ballroom door to get to the elevator which would take him to the hotel rooftop.

"Bugh" Bram's steps come to a halt when a tiny body crashes into his hard belly.

The little girl grimaced and rubbed her painful forehead.

Bram lowered his head to look at the girl whose appearance looked adorable.

Bram crouched down and grabbed the cute girl's tiny palm.

"What's the pain,?" Bram asked gently, which made the little girl look up at Bram's handsome face.

Bram froze in place as the beads of the two met and stared at each other.

Bram's heart suddenly throbbed and his chest throbbed in pain looking at the sharp gaze of the little girl before him, whose face was very familiar in Bram's eyes.

Bram felt very close to this little girl and he felt the face of the cold girl in front of him was very similar to his woman. The adorable little girl's eyes were also very similar to her gray bead.

Unknowingly Bram rubbed the cheeks of the pinkish-buffled cute little girl in front of him. I don't know why she felt so close to this little girl.

"Sorry" said Bram, smiling.

While the little girl had only been silent since earlier with a mind of money glaring far away.

The little girl felt very familiar with the face of the adult man in front of her.

And he remembered his sister.

"Bryan," Bryana's great-grandson with a sharp fixed gaze toward Bram.