The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Just as Hector Tate was almost unable to suppress his restlessness, the door in front suddenly opened, and Carson Flores appeared at the doorway.

All eyes focused intently on Carson Flores’s face, and upon seeing his composed visage, Delaney Hunter smiled.

If he had failed, he certainly would not have been so calm and composed.

Success.

Hector Tate had also come to this conclusion and immediately stood up, his voice slightly trembling, ”Brother Carson?”

Carson Flores smiled slightly, ”I have not disappointed you. The Sword Qi in her body has been completely dealt with. Although she still needs some time to heal, there’s no longer any danger to her life.”

Hector Tate was overjoyed. His figure shot like lightning to the door, and his gaze swept over the bed.

Sarah Tate lay on the bed; though still pale, her breathing had become steady and strong, no longer flickering like a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment. The sword wound on her chest was now covered with sterile gauze, showing no sign of seeping blood.

With just one glance, Hector Tate knew that Sarah Tate had been brought back from the brink. He did not rush to her bedside but instead grabbed Carson Flores’s hands, his eyes filled with immense gratitude.

”Brother Carson, Sarah is my life; you have saved my life!”