Chapter 133

　　While Charlotte was drifting into a daze, Kingsley made a sudden movement. 　　He stepped back, pushed down the brim of his hat, and ushered her out of the bar. 　　But when they reached the outside, Kingsley only whispered, "Take care," and prepared to leave. 　　Charlotte quickly seized his arm, causing Kingsley to visibly flinch, looking back at her. 　　"Ah... Sorry..." she suddenly remembered that he despised physical contact. 　　Although Charlotte felt a bit embarrassed, Kingsley's attention had shifted from her hand to the figures quickly encircling them from the shadows. 　　"Oh no!" Charlotte exclaimed in shock. It was her family's bodyguard! No wonder Chris and Ian hadn't chased her—they had covertly dispatched someone to tail her. 　　Kingsley had evidently noticed them too. He withdrew his hand, ready to depart; he had no intention of revealing his identity to the Scott family so soon. 　　However, Charlotte's warm, soft fingers promptly clasped his palm. "Come with me!" she urged