“Ms. Moore, Mr. Nightshire has given us the kill order. We can‘t let anything untoward happen to you again,” Sasha said with a stern expression.
Even though the Greenes‘ mercenaries were hardly a threat to Arielle, the fact that they carried guns did justify the need for added security.
Arielle replied, “Got it. You don’t all have to be on the lookout, though. Take turns for the guard duty. I doubt the Greenes would dare to send anyone back.”
“Understood.”
With that, Arielle smiled and ruffled Blake‘s hair before walking into the mansion.
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