The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

At the Dragon Cauldron Hotel, Oscar Miller lay sprawled out on the couch, a beautiful woman lying in his arms like a cat.

"Young Master Yu, are you going to accept their invitation today? These people are all lining up to see you."

Oscar Miller sneered, "Let them wait. I didn’t come here this time to give them a chance to network."

"Alright, then I’ll reject them."

Oscar Miller asked, "Did that woman from yesterday die?"

"Not sure, I’ll ask later."

There was a knock at the door. The woman got up to open it, and a middle-aged man wearing glasses walked in, his expression wooden, as if he were wearing a mask devoid of emotions and desires.

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Oscar Miller asked, "What is it?"