Once again, the sturdy butler supported Kiran. The latter's face turned dark like burnt wood, tears mentally rolling down his cheeks. Originally it was a beauty carrying him, how did it turn into a muscular brute?
The long procession finally arrived at the community center. Just as their group of old ladies, gossipy mothers, vendors, and actors marched towards the doorway, a guard stopped them.
"Only Miss Ford and Mr. Lauder are allowed to come in."
How could Vanessa accept him taking away her meat shields? She opened her mouth and said disdainly, "Earlier before when we sought help from the police, my companion got shot. If we come inside unaccompanied, I'm afraid that will come out as corpses. So can others come??"
The guard's expression turned ugly. But Vanessa wasn't finished yet.
