Arabella Vanderbilt's words suddenly made Mary Douglas's face cloud over.
The implied meaning made her instinctively resist in her heart.
"Satisfied now?" She looked up at Beau Reed, "The person is fine, can you leave now?"
Beau Reed looked at her, "I'll take you back."
Mary Douglas closed her eyes deeply, "Are you sure you want to entangle like this?"
Beau Reed looked at her deeply for a while, finally sighed lightly, and compromised when he spoke again.
"Alright, then take care of yourself, I'll leave first."
"And take all your people away!"
Beau Reed didn't insist, "Alright."
Mary Douglas lowered her gaze, caressing Arabella Vanderbilt's delicate white palm, her face tense and silent.
Beau Reed glanced at the few people in the hallway, as he turned, the few people very cooperatively followed him.
Only when their backs were far away did Arabella Vanderbilt glance at Mary Douglas.
"Since he wants to arrange, it's better to have free bodyguards than none."
