Chapter 352: Chapter 352 Natalie Niles
Harry Hunter didn’t care at all that there were two other people sitting in front. He treated them like air and directly pulled Isabella Weaver’s hand to his lips for kiss after kiss.
"Don’t worry, it’ll be fine. If Director Valley can’t cure it, we’ll find better doctors abroad."
Isabella Weaver felt embarrassed to be so intimate in front of others. She wanted to pull her hand back, but Harry wouldn’t let her.
She quietly glared at him, signaling him to let go.
Harry just stared at her, from her forehead to her nose bridge, and then to her lips, looking meticulously.
Then, the corners of his lips curved into a smile again.
His lovely wife is really beautiful, no matter how you look at her!
Oh, his taste is really not bad!
Natalie Niles sat in the front passenger seat, watching the little gestures between the two, and the overflowing sweetness through the rearview mirror, her face turning a bit pale.
She couldn’t help but close her eyes for a moment.
"Sis, are you feeling unwell? Why do you look so pale!"
In Johan Niles’s memory, his sister had always been very healthy. He involuntarily pulled over her hand to check her pulse.
Natalie, however, pulled her hand back: "I’m fine, just focus on driving."
Johan didn’t believe her and shouted to Harry Hunter: "Boss, my sister isn’t feeling well, let her rest for a few days! I’ll be the bodyguard for my sister-in-law!"
The smile on Harry’s face instantly vanished, and he frowned: "Then don’t come anymore, I’ll get Isabella another bodyguard."
Johan was overjoyed: "Okay! Sis, you don’t need to come!"
Natalie’s face turned even paler and she hurriedly said, "Young Master Hunter, I’m fine! Don’t listen to my brother’s nonsense, I’m perfectly capable of being Miss Weaver’s bodyguard!"
Johan was utterly shocked: "Sis, how much money did you get from Young Master Hunter?" Even though Harry Hunter donated tens of millions to Valley Hospital, he never showed such enthusiasm!
"I didn’t take any money!"
"Huh?"
"I owe Young Master Hunter a favor. I heard he was looking for a female bodyguard, so I volunteered."
Johan’s big eyes were filled with unspeakable shock: "What kind of favor do you owe him? How come I don’t know?!"
"I got into the special forces because Young Master Hunter pulled some strings to send me there. Our parents never agreed to me going, so I’m very grateful to him. Now that there’s no mission, I’m serving as Miss Weaver’s bodyguard for a year."
Johan’s eyes nearly popped out in astonishment!
This counts as a favor?!
Harry Hunter is usually very loyal to his subordinates. Any subordinate who wants to join the forces for training or continue studying, Harry wouldn’t refuse. He would just give a casual instruction and get them in.
Why is his sister making such a big deal out of it!
Being a bodyguard for a year?
What, did someone kick her head in the special forces?
Wasn’t his sister quite sharp before? Why would she do such a silly thing now?
Before he could persuade his sister, Harry spoke indifferently: "No need, you should continue being your detective. I have a backup candidate."
In fact, he hadn’t initially picked Natalie Niles either.
But somehow Natalie had heard the news that he was looking for a female bodyguard and recommended herself.
She was undoubtedly excellent. Her physical fitness, response capability, shooting skills, and close combat were all better than the few he had originally picked.
Plus, she was Johan’s sister, and Harry had dealt with her before, so she was considered half a family member. Harry quickly decided to use her.
However, the salary he offered was refused by Natalie.
She wanted to be a bodyguard without taking a penny, and Harry initially thought she was a faithful woman, so he felt more at ease entrusting Isabella to her.
But now, Harry was very dissatisfied!
The bodyguard was completely out of status, looking even more distracted than Isabella, whom she was supposed to protect!
Indeed, the ones who don’t cost anything always have issues!
He’d better go find a paid bodyguard, at least they’d be professional!