“What kind of person are we talking about?” Lilah Hart raised an eyebrow.
“These past few days, Ethan dug up a bunch of old newspapers about my mom,” Clara Dawson said. “There wasn’t much gossip about her back in the day. Just one... possible thing.” She paused, then continued, “She had a bodyguard, and the media caught them a few times looking a little too close.”
“A bodyguard?” Lilah looked surprised. “I mean, if something sudden happens, the bodyguard getting close to protect her—sure, that makes sense. But...”
“No, that’s not it. Every time the media caught them, the guy was in regular clothes. And one time... it was in a hotel,” Clara said everything in one quick breath, not bothering to hold back in front of Lilah.
Lilah was speechless for a second.
So this bodyguard
