Chapter 158

Arnold's expression darkened. As the young heir of the Lawson family, he always had bodyguards when he went out, drivers when he needed them, and even a private jet for special trips. He was used to a life of luxury and had never done heavy lifting like this before. But Felicia had tossed the bags to him and continued up the trail without a second glance. The others in the group were already ahead. Arnold gritted his teeth and reluctantly picked up the two heavy bags to catch up with the group. They were heavier than he had expected. He contemplated handing them back to Felicia, but after seeing how her slender arms had carried the bags for half of the trail, he decided to carry them himself—perhaps out of chivalry or other reasons. As he turned to rejoin the group, he heard a rustling in the grass nearby. He looked over but saw nothing unusual, so he shrugged it off. Once the group was far enough ahead, the bushes stirred again. Shawn tumbled out, sighing with relief. That was cl