Chapter 119
Davis’s POV
Before long, Alicia replied. This time, she messaged directly on WhatsApp.
Alicia: (I am currently in Eastern Europe. Even if I rush there, I won’t arrive until the morning after tomorrow, okay?)
I handed the phone to Mr. Robinson. He lowered his gaze. Alicia’s newly updated WhatsApp profile picture showed a breathtaking cliffside landscape… likely one of the souvenirs from her vacation, as expected.
“Got it.”
I took back the phone and typed:
Davis: (Mr. Robinson says it’s okay!)
Alicia: (Got it. Send me the details of the person I need to protect later.)
Davis: (You don’t know your boss’s ex-wife well?)
Alicia: (????)
Alicia: (Did the boss get divorced? I’ve only been gone a little over a year. Already?)
Davis: (It’s a long story!)
Alicia: (I don’t feel sorry for the boss, but I wish his ex-wife well.)
Davis: (….)
Auntie, stop talking!
Sometimes I couldn’t figure Alicia out. Simply put, she was a mix of aloofness and bluntness. As one of the world’s top elite female bodygu

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