Noah didn’t find his voice until after a brief moment. Gritting his teeth, he asked, “Did you just say that he was Archibald’s grandson?”

The bodyguard had no choice but to say, “Yes, Mr. Noah.”

He pondered on it for a while and said gingerly, “We followed the clues and traced it back to the Templeton Villa, but Mr. Achibald heard us and caught us on the spot. Not only did he not reprimand his grandson for his wrongful actions, but he actually chastised you and said he was going to come after you for an explanation!

“His men are waiting in a car outside the villa now.

“M-Mr. Archibald said Anderson was a virgin. So, he’s holding you responsible for it! Um… Wait a minute. He actually said he wanted Ms. Gwynn to take responsibility for it.”

…

Noah squinted at the bodyguard.

He was the victim here. How could Archibald come knocking on his door when he hadn’t even had a chance to air his grievances? How was this right?

The bodyguard stammered, “W-What should we do, Mr. Noah? Mr. A