Chapter 110

Royce's ridiculous argument made me laugh out of sheer frustration.

"I didn't ask you to kiss me!"

Royce chuckled. "Oh really? Then why'd you close your eyes?"

I was momentarily speechless and glared at him.

Before I knew it, he was leaning in again. I tried to push him away with all my might, but he grabbed my wrists.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. "Ms. Sharp, are you okay?"

It was Savannah's voice. I breathed a sigh of relief and called out, "Savannah, come in!"

Royce straightened up, looking a bit annoyed.

Savannah walked in, oblivious to the tension, and came to my bedside. "I'm so sorry, Ms. Sharp. This is all my fault. You shouldn't have had to go through this."

I quickly patted her hand. "It's not your fault, Savannah. This has nothing to do with you."

"No matter who was protecting me that day, I would have been taken. They were prepared, and we couldn't have stopped them. So don't blame yourself!"

Seeing the guilt still lingering in Savannah's eyes, I spread my arms to show her I was fine. "Look, I'm okay!"

Savannah nodded, then turned to Royce, her voice low. "Mr. Castillo, it was my failure."

Judging by her demeanor, she must have gotten quite the scolding from him. Royce gave a barely perceptible nod and said coldly, "There won't be a next time."

Savannah quickly nodded.

The awkward atmosphere was broken, and I felt a bit more at ease, though Royce didn't seem pleased.

He stayed for a moment longer before saying, "I'll be going now. Call me if you need anything."

After Royce left, I let out a long breath and grabbed Savannah's hand. "Thank goodness you saved me."

Savannah looked puzzled. "Saved you from what, Ms. Sharp?"

I waved it off. "Never mind."

"By the way, where were you just now?"

Savannah scratched her head, looking a bit embarrassed. "I felt so guilty about you getting kidnapped that I went to accept my punishment."

Seeing her guilt, I comforted her for a while longer.

Finding someone who fits my needs and whom I like is rare, and Savannah is just that person. I really don't want to lose her.

Just then, Simon and Kathy walked in.

Kathy looked around the room. "Brandon's not here? I thought he would be. Royce messaged us saying he was leaving and asked us to come keep you company."

I felt a warmth in my heart. Royce really was considerate. "He probably had something urgent to attend to."

Simon sat in the chair next to me, Kathy sat on my bed, and Savannah stood nearby.

This scene made me feel incredibly at ease.

We chatted for a while, but soon, our peace was interrupted by an unexpected visitor.

Brandon burst into the room, looking frantic. "Honey, are you okay?"

His tone was so anxious that if I didn't know better, I might have thought he really cared.

Kathy rolled her eyes.

Simon gave me a look and quietly slipped out of the room.

Brandon sat on my bed, holding my hands. "Honey, you have no idea how worried I was. Are you okay?"

I shook my head. "I'm fine now."

"That's good, that's good."

Then he stood up and pointed at Savannah. "How could you let this happen? How could you not protect my wife and let her get kidnapped by those thugs?"

"If you can't do your job, then get out. I don't need you around my wife!"

How ridiculous, blaming the person who tried to protect me.

Savannah frowned, feeling guilty and unable to argue with Brandon.

But Kathy wasn't having it. "You're blaming Savannah? What were you doing as my husband? What right do you have to criticize Savannah?"

Brandon was taken aback. "I was attending to guests! I have my own responsibilities, don't I? Isn't she the bodyguard?"

Kathy snorted. "Well, Savannah was driving at the time."

Seeing Brandon about to retort, I cleared my throat. "Enough. This isn't Savannah's fault. Blame the kidnappers."

"I've already given the police detailed information. Now it's up to them to catch those who took me."

I looked at Brandon. "And Savannah did a great job. Don't say anything against her."

Brandon, seeing I had spoken, reluctantly nodded.

"Let this be the last time!" It was funny how both Brandon and Royce said the same thing, but Royce out of concern for me, and Brandon to make things difficult for Savannah and try to get her away from me.

Brandon stayed for barely two minutes before standing up. "Rest well, honey. I'll be going now."

After Brandon left, Kathy rolled her eyes. "He was here for all of two minutes, acting all concerned. What a joke."

I couldn't help but laugh.

When it comes to putting on a show, no one does it better than Brandon.

Kathy stayed for a while longer before I sent her off. "If you have things to do, go ahead. Savannah can stay with me. Nothing will happen."

Kathy had something urgent, so she nodded. "Call me if you need anything. I'll come right over."

After Kathy left, Savannah and I had dinner together.

I was planning to go to bed early, but just before I did, I got a call from someone unexpected.

It was Paula.

I stared at the phone, a bit surprised.

After a few seconds, I answered.

Paula's voice was small. "Mrs. Jordan, do you have a moment?"

I frowned. "What is it?"

Paula took a deep breath. "Mrs. Jordan, I need to tell you something very important. It's best if we talk in person."

I exchanged a glance with Savannah and replied coldly, "If you have something to say, say it over the phone. I don't have time to meet you."

After that party, I saw her leave with Renee.

So I don't trust Paula at all. What if she tries to kidnap me again?

Sensing my hostility, Paula quickly said, "Mrs. Jordan, you've got it wrong. I don't mean you any harm. I know you just got back, but this is really important. It's about Jason."