Chapter 1817

At Winston’s command, a dozen bodyguards in black suits immediately surrounded Philip and Maia. They held anti-riot batons in their hands! Winston stood outside the encirclement with a sneer on his face. He could already imagine the next scene of Philip begging for mercy. Anyone who dared to make a move against the Dunley family was simply looking for death! Maia was also full of chills. She immediately shielded Philip behind her, assumed a fighting stance, and said, “Young Master, let me take it from here. You find the opportunity to run. Don’t turn back!” Philip was startled and looked at Maia’s graceful back. At this moment, she had assumed a fighting stance and it displayed her attractive figure—especially her curves that would make any man take a second look. “It’s okay, I can handle this myself. It’s just a dozen bodyguards. I haven’t done this for a long time anyway.” Philip suddenly reached out and gently patted Maia on the shoulder before pulling her behind him. He