The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 141 Tucker Tyler, Why Are You Everywhere?_1

Chapter 141: Chapter 141 Tucker Tyler, Why Are You Everywhere?_1

"Fine, you just wait!"

The three men turned and ran away. Raelynn Howell clapped her hands, her demeanor relaxed, "Trash! Rebecca, you weren’t scared, were you?"

Rebecca Ward shook her head, "I’m fine."

Raelynn Howell looped her arm, laughed and said, "Then let’s go back."

Rebecca Ward asked worriedly, "You just gave out our room number. What if they really come looking for us?"

"Beat them up!"

Raelynn Howell answered as if it was the most natural thing, "These trash all bully the weak and fear the strong. Just give them a good thrashing, and there’ll be no more trouble. Uh, Carson..."

Raelynn Howell’s smile stiffened as if she were a student caught skipping class, her expression awkward, "You saw all that, huh?"

Carson Flores laughed, "Just the outcome. You’re really impressive, you know, taking down three grown men so easily."

Hearing Carson Flores sincerely compliment her, Raelynn Howell chuckled and instantly became a bit smug, "They’re just a bunch of punks. I could take on ten of them with no problem."

Carson Flores gave a thumbs-up, "Impressive! What were they doing just now?"

Rebecca Ward chimed in with an explanation, "We had just finished in the bathroom, washing our hands, when these three guys came over to hit on us. I ignored them, but one of them reached out to touch my shoulder, and Raelynn kicked him away. Then the fighting started. Big brother Carson, don’t be mad at Raelynn; she was just trying to protect me..."

Carson Flores laughed, "I couldn’t praise her enough. She wasn’t wrong; people who can’t keep their hands to themselves need to be taught a lesson!"

Raelynn Howell smiled proudly, "See, Rebecca, I was right, wasn’t I? Carson thinks the same way."

Carson Flores said with a smile, "Let’s go back and have some more fun."

Rebecca Ward said worriedly, "They just went to call for more people. There might be trouble later."

Carson Flores pointed at Raelynn Howell, "Raelynn is so capable in a fight, what’s there to fear? And if we can’t handle it, I can help."

Raelynn Howell smiled and gave a thumbs up, "Carson, cool!"

Carson Flores replied with a beaming smile, "You were pretty cool yourself just now!"

Rebecca Ward watched the two interacting so easily and couldn’t help but laugh as well.

With them, there was no need to fear bad people or being bullied. It felt very safe.

It would be great to live like this forever.

At the thought, Rebecca Ward couldn’t help but steal a glance at Carson Flores, her heart pounding rapidly.

The trio returned to their private room to continue having fun. About ten minutes later, the door to the room was pushed open, and one of the young men who had been beaten by Raelynn Howell stood at the entrance, scanning the room until his gaze landed on Raelynn Howell and Rebecca Ward, his eyes lighting up.

"They’re here!"

At his call, a crowd of men suddenly surged through the door. They were all tattooed, with mean faces and fierce eyes, clearly up to no good.

In the middle of the crowd stood a young man in his mid-twenties, short and chubby, with a round belly. He arrogantly swept his gaze around the room and when his eyes fell on Rebecca Ward’s face, he froze for a moment before lecherously narrowing his eyes.

"Well, well, what do we have here? A little beauty."

Raelynn Howell stepped in front of Rebecca Ward, blocking the view, and sneered, "Fatso, keep staring and I’ll gouge out your eyes!"

The chubby youth scoffed, "Little girl, you’ve got quite the spine. It was you who hit my people just now, wasn’t it?"

Raelynn Howell responded bluntly, "Yeah, it was me. So what?"

The chubby youth snorted, "Big talker, I like that in a girl... You guys, beat her up for me. Take both girls back to the room, and I’ll play with them at my leisure."

Several thugs lunged towards Raelynn Howell, who wasn’t the least bit afraid and took them on head-first. Her right hand skimmed the tabletop and grabbed a beer bottle, smashing it over the head of the man in the lead.

"Crash!"

The bottle shattered, and the man staggered before falling down.

Raelynn Howell charged forward, her attacks were crisp and effective, and her strength was surprisingly formidable. Every time she hit someone, they would stumble and fall, unable to get up.

Seeing this, the chubby youth started to panic, "This damn girl, she’s so strong? What are you guys doing standing there, get her! Tucker Tyler, call your guys, get some weapons, break this girl’s legs for me."

Following the chubby youth’s shouts, a bespectacled man squeezed through to the front, looking at Raelynn Howell who was fierce like a tigress, "Boss Lei, leave this to me!"

The chubby youth waved his hand, "Sort out these chicks for me, and the contract is yours!"

The bespectacled man beamed with joy, waved his hand, and ordered, "Get the weapons, go!"

A group squeezed into the spacious room, each pulling out their tools—machetes, daggers, iron rods. They then surrounded Raelynn Howell.

Carson Flores stood up from the sofa, saying indifferently, "Tucker Tyler, why do I run into you everywhere?"

The bespectacled man’s body stiffened suddenly.

He looked at Carson Flores rising from the sofa, horror filling his eyes.

Carson Flores!

How could he be here?

Had he really crossed paths with Carson Flores again?

Was it really fate trying to ruin me?

Panic engulfed Tucker Tyler like a tide, as he clearly heard the rapid beating of his own heart, his blood rushing to his brain.

"Stop! All of you, fucking stop!"