As the iron gate slowly opened, Ryan seized the opportunity and hugged the bodyguard's legs. "Quick, Miranda!"
Caught off guard by the little boy clinging to him, the bodyguard couldn't move without risking hurting the child, giving Miranda the chance she needed. Feeling utterly anxious, she actually dashed toward the car. "Wait, Mr. Kenny!"
The Cullinan screeched to a halt in the middle of the road.
The driver, unsure of what to do, turned back. "Sir, there's a woman blocking our car. What should we do?"
Through the bulletproof glass, Miranda couldn't see who was inside the car. She spread her arms wide and pleaded, "I mean no harm. I just have something urgent to discuss with you. Mr. Kenny, are you in there?"
Katherine's face twisted with anger when she saw the unfamiliar woman. Ha
