All Landon wanted was for Lauren to lounge around. He did not expect anything from her, except to


    wait for him at home. That was the idea of a happy married life he pictured.


    While staring deeply at Lauren''s sleeping face, Landon felt aroused, but he managed to keep his desire


    under control. He leaned over to nt soft, greedy kisses over her. After caressing her face and


    professing his love for her a few times, he reluctantly left the bedroom.


    Downstairs, Angelina and a newly promoted secretary were waiting for him. Now that Angelina had


    been appointed as Lauren''s assistant and bodyguard, Landon needed someone trustworthy by his


    side. Hence, she rmended her junior, Jordan Diaz, to take her ce as Landon''s newest


    secretary.


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    "Mr. Landon!" The two of them greeted him at the same time.


    "Angie, guard the house and look after Lauren." With Jordan''s help, Landon put on his ck coat. He


    solemnly repeated the daily reminder to Angelina, "Call me if anything happens, even if I''m in the


    middle of a meeting. Call me at any time. There''s nothing more important than Lauren."


    "Of course, Mr. Landon." Angelina nodded.


    "Ms. Angie, we''re leaving now." Jordan stared at Angelina with excitement and anticipation.


    "Go. Be good to Mr. Landon." She furrowed her brows, worrying over her junior like a mother over her


    son.


    Jordan gestured "okay" at her and followed Landon out of the house. Angelina let out a relieved sigh


    and a smile after Landon''s car left thepound. Her longtime efforts finally bore fruit.


    She figured that Lauren might sleep in for a little longer. So, she went to the kitchen to make breakfast


    for Lauren.


    Soon after, she heard the doorbell ring. Thinking it was Landon who had forgotten something at home,


    she untied her apron and ran to the entrance hallway.


    To her surprise, she saw a stranger''s face in the security footage. Dressed in a ck suit, the man


    looked handsome and smart. He looked squarely at Angelina, exuding a masculine and intimidating air.


    Her chest tightened, and even her veins throbbed violently from the perceived threat. Rarely had


    anyone managed to intimidate her.


    "Who are you?" She warily stared at the man and slowly took a few steps backward, even touching the


    gun that she kept on her waist.


    "I''m from the Harper Group," the man replied with a straight face and a no-nonsense attitude. "I am


    here to pick up Ms. Lauren on Mr. Harper Senior''s orders."


    "I did not receive any instructions. Besides, no one has the right to take Madam Lauren without Mr.


    Landon''s permission." Her eyes clouded with fear and confusion as she gripped her gun. "Who exactly


    are you?


    The visitor''s patience seemed to have worn thin. He grabbed something from within his jacket and


    ced it on the security lock on the door. After a press of a button, the bomblike item made a beeping


    sound, followed by a dull explosion.


    The highly-secured smart lock was bombed open in no time.