“Mr. Bucham.”

Julian had brought along two bodyguards to act as drivers. With Julian stepping out of the hotel, they immediately drew close. They were instructed not to tell Quinn that Julian was the heir to the Bucham family for fear of scaring her away.

The bodyguards believed Julian was paranoid as his future wife feared nothing.

Quinn would not be afraid to learn who Julian was.

Julian gave a nod and told Quinn, “My car can’t fit everybody, so I hired two drivers. We can all travel comfortably in three cars instead of one.”

“Thank you for going through all that trouble, Mr. Bucham. You have everything thought out.”

Julian grinned. “It was no trouble at all. You weren’t afraid about getting into trouble when you saved me. You didn’t even know me then. All I did was help with the logistics and the pleasure’s all mine.”

Quinn smiled. “Alright. We should stop thanking each other like we’re strangers. I’m not used to it.”

She would rather cut to the chase.

The pair w