Fraser's expression turned disdainful at Edward's words. He spat out, "Why don't you look at yourself in the mirror? You're nothing but a bodyguard—since I intend to hire you, I'm your client. How dare you speak to your client like that!"

Edward didn't look too pleased. He said coldly, "Who told you I'm a bodyguard?" He raised an arm. Though he had to admit many people knew he and Bridget were Darius' bodyguards, he was sure Fraser wasn't among them, and neither was he wealthy enough to come into contact with the people who were in the know.

Besides, no bodyguard would go around broadcasting their name, and the Reid family did a great job keeping their faces hidden. The only way someone were to recognize him was if he were to flash the symbol that represented his identity.

Edward trained his gaze on Fraser. He didn't do anything, but Fraser still paled when he sensed Edward couldn't wait to kill him. Fear washed over him, and he started to tremble. At this moment, someone asked, "Wha