Isaac held her hand softly. “I found a new bodyguard for you. He'll blend in better at your workplace than a whole team would," he shared. "His top priority is your safety, but he'll also be your driver. The last one didn't make the cut strength-wise. So, I went with someone from a reputable security firm this time. Apparently, he can take on at least 20 people single-handedly."

Camila bit her lip slightly and whispered, "I didn't mean to make you worry.”

Isaac tightened his grip on her hand gently and reassured her, “I'm your husband. We're in this together."

"Mr. Johnston."

The new bodyguard was there, standing tall and straight next to the car, reminiscent of a pine tree.

Dressed in a black suit, his piercing gaze complemented his tall and strong frame.

Isaac nodded to him and gestured. "This is my wife. You'll look after her safety."

“Understood, Mr. Johnston." The bodyguard turned to her and introduced himself, "Mrs. Johnston, they call me Eagle. Feel free to use that name. With dedication, loyalty, and bravery, I'll fulfill my duty. Your safety is my top priority, and I'm prepared to defend it with my life."

He was among the top bodyguards in the agency, earning 3 million a year.

There were various types of bodyguards, and being a personal one was both rewarding and challenging.

Camila felt a bit uneasy with his earnest approach.

Trying to ease the tension, she responded, “I'll be relying on your protection, then."

Isaac smiled, encouraging her, “It's time for your office visit. You'll get used to him."

Understanding he meant the new bodyguard, Camila agreed and announced her departure, “I'm off now."

Isaac nodded in agreement.

Camila made her way to the car, where the bodyguard promptly opened the door for her.

She then leaned in and entered the car.

Rolling down the window, she glanced back at Isaac and said, “I'm heading out.”

"I'll come to pick you up. Make sure you're done with your work by then," he replied, his tone gentle.

"Alright," Camila responded.