ording to what Hera had said, this guy was not even a security manager before.


    It was only after marrying Hera that he had the opportunity to be one.


    “Uncle James, being a security manager is impressive. It’s just like your position!”


    Yvonne, noticing Uncle James’ displeasure with her cousin-inw, quickly spoke up in Nash’s defense.


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    “How could hepare to me? Ourpany is a legitimate security firm. Any random team leader


    there makes a monthly sry of 20,000 dors, and I mean in Marriot Dors!”


    James nced at Nash coldly and arrogantly.


    When converted into Drakonian Dors, it would be equivalent to nearly 200,000 dors in monthly


    sry.


    As a manager himself, James earned close to a million monthly. How could hepare to a security


    manager from a smaller firm like Baroque?


    Yvonne stuck out her tongue, then whispered next to Hera, “Uncle James is amazing. He has protected


    people from the royal family before. His startingmission is 500,000 Marriot Dors!”


    “That much?”


    Hera was dumbfounded.


    Half a million Marriot Dors would equal over three million Drakonian Dors.


    In the past, Baroque would have to spend years to earn that amount.


    “500,000? That’s not even enough for the reservation fee for many country leaders who have sought


    my services!”


    Nash murmured to himself.


    During his missions abroad back in the day, there were at least over 30 royal families lined up, seeking


    his protection.


    Just the appointment fee to see him was between 100,000 to 800,000 Marriot Dors.


    “You’re just too young, with limited social experience. You were easily deceived by a few sweet words!”


    Jamesmented, casting a cold nce at Nash.


    “Uncle James, please don’t misunderstand. I’m the one who insisted on marrying Nash!” Hera


    exined with a smile.


    Hearing this, James was taken aback.


    Why did she insist on marrying him?


    With her looks, she could have easily married into one of the top elite families in Capiton.


    “Wow! Hera, tell me why you insisted on marrying him. Was it for love?”


    Yvonne, worried about her straightforward Uncle James continuing his tirade against her cousin-in-w,


    quickly changed the subject.


    At that moment, Harrison and Lauren entered the room.


    “Yvonne…?”


    Lauren walked toward Lincoln’s daughter with a look of excitement on her face.


    “Are you Aunt Lauren?”


    Yvonne, having never met Lauren, asked cautiously.


    Hera nodded gently. “Yes, she’s your Aunt Lauren!”


    Hearing this, Yvonne rushed forward. “Aunt Lauren… I’ve finally met you…


    The two embraced. Lauren was moved to tears.


    After being estranged for over 20 years, even Liam, who worked in Jonford, was reluctant toe and


    see her.


    She never thought she would see a member of the Mare family again, let alone Lincoln’s daughter.


    “James!”


    Harrison pulled out a pack of unopened cigarettes from his pocket.


    James had attended his wedding with Lauren years ago, and there had been some unpleasant


    incidents.


    However, all was forgiven over time.


    Remembering James’ fondness for smoking, Harrison had bought this expensive pack, something he


    would be reluctant to buy at other times.


    “I quit smoking…”


    James declined, his face reverting to its previous cold demeanor.


    Harrison chuckled and said, “You must’ve had a tough time, James. I’ll have a bit more to drink with


    youter!”


    “Stop trying to cozy up to me!”