Noah turned on his phone the moment he touched down. There were several missed calls, all of them from the bodyguards in the villa.

He returned the call and asked, “What is it?”

Then, the bodyguard stammered and told him everything.

It was cramped in the car. Noah’s face turned grim. He pondered on it for a while before saying dryly, “Don’t lose her.” It was a brief instruction, but it was enough to show what she meant to him.

The bodyguard gave an affirmative response.

Hanging up the phone, he rubbed his brows. He took several flights in a single day and had rather intense sex with Gwynn while he was in Nihonburg. It was quite exhausting.

His chauffeur turned around and asked gently, “Are we going back to the villa or to Ms. Gianna’s place, Mr. Noah?”

Noah responded without a thought, “Take me back to the villa.”

…

Noah’s eyes were shut as he leaned back on the couch and rested a little. He was on the top floor of Sanders Group where his office was. After a two-hour conf