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Chapter 4 A Human Shield

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reserved table number. I wrote down the information on a piece of paper and slip

ed it because I wanted to come up with five million doll

and convinced that he'd done it because he cared about me. In truth, t

the next desk had noticed me getting up. She immedia

e smile. "I need to take c

g that happened at the estate this morning..." My

ight with Paul. Then again, who wouldn't gossip about some

n't exactly complain. I forced a tight smile and ignored it.

do you think

e front door when Paul's hars

t. I acted as though I hadn'

over and grabbed my arm. He sounded impatient as he continued, "Dylan al

g about how many men I've supposedly slept with. Wasn't that

ast, I'd swallowed my pride at the first sign of troubl

me. "Don't forget who gave you the life you have now. Without me, you'd still be

xactly how anxious and desperate I'd been back then, ye

s me anymore?" I met his stare an

ou bitch! You don't get to leave me u

at I'd already pr

pay you back," I said coldly. "Paul,

st say?" he aske

and headed for the c

ck?" he snapped. "How did you get five million

lowed me, and every wo

ut to turn around and fire back wh

d screaming immed

Someone was opening

men suddenly appeared and charged straight into th

to the Bradley family!" A gunman spotted Paul near the road

o! You've got the wrong per

st inches from my foot. I gripped my purse and made my

rby pillar, Paul lunged forward

y! He's the one who ordered the attac

hen I saw the gunman's pistol pointed straight at me. Was Paul serious

ady. "If you kill him, the entire Bradley family will come after you. We can

" the gunman said flatly. He'd already made up his mind. "Don'

d went

e pain tore through my arm and

d behind him and held his gun up. He'd shot the attacker. T

d saved

safe, my legs gave w

emed to be saying something, but Dylan looked ice-cold. His deep-set eyes moved to me for

" Dylan's voice was low, but every word carri

I stared at the ground. What difference would that

ed leather shoes

spital," Dylan orde

stood,

et, I met Dylan's gaze. His e

d slept with countless women,

into a catastrophe, come close to dying, and been saved at the last moment. Of all p

n shining armor didn't exist. I shouldn'

ctly is this?" Dyl

my purse, and he'd unfolded the slip of pa

d table number where I was s

d when he shot that man dead. "How

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