"Your young master?" Yun Xiao stared in surprise, his eyes widening. "Why would Young Master Jenkins want to see her?"
This question made everyone still present turn back in surprise. Did they hear that correctly?
Young Master Jenkins? Wanting to see that "fake young lady"?
The bodyguard in black spoke curtly: "There are items belonging to the Milton family that need to be returned."
Ah, so it’s just about returning something.
The others exchanged glances and relaxed. It made sense—there was no way Young Master Jenkins would know a small-town "fake daughter."
Henry stepped forward, positioning himself in front of Amelia. "I’m going with her."
After all, he had promised to protect her, and he intended to follow through.
The bodyguard in black responded stiffly: "Sorry, sir, but You
