First time facing the protagonist

"He's not the one who kidnapped me!"

"Hmm? Wh—what?" The officers, who were approaching Alex, suddenly stopped in their tracks.

Adam, the current head of security and the original male protagonist, was also taken aback.

Adam quickly responded: "Emily? He clearly kidnapped you! Otherwise, why did you use the emergency alert on your phone?"

At this stage, Adam was still in the phase where Emily found him annoying. So, she replied with visible impatience: "I accidentally pressed the emergency button. And also, don't call me 'Emily.' Address me as 'Ms. President'."

Upon hearing Emily's words, the corners of Adam's mouth twitched noticeably. But Emily ignored him and walked over to the officers, saying: "Sorry to trouble you all."

"However, Alex is an old friend I haven't seen in years. We were just catching up, and I guess the security at home got worried. Thank you for coming to check on me in the middle of your busy schedules."

The officers exchanged bewildered glances at her words.

So, this wasn't a kidnapping?

But then, why did she look so disheveled, with dirt on her clothes, and why was she wearing a man's jacket?

If this was just an old friend meeting, why choose a hotel room, and one in such a hidden location?

Hiss—

Suddenly, the officers seemed to realize something. They glanced at Alex.

They were having... A get together.

So, it turns out they misunderstood! This wasn't some long-lost friend—it was clearly a secret rendezvous … cough cough …

Adam, the original male lead, was also taken aback by Emily's explanation. He stepped forward, standing behind her, and cast a wary glance at Alex, saying: "Emily, how come I've never heard of such a friend of yours? Are you being threatened? Don't be afraid; I'll protect you!"

Emily's brows furrowed even more, and she looked at Adam with clear irritation: "I'll say it again, call me Ms. President and when did my personal affairs become your business? Know your place! If you still want to keep this job, shut your mouth!"

Emily's words were sharp, leaving no room for argument.

"I …"

Right, Adam's current status. Despite his exceptional strength, intelligence, and luck, at this moment, he was merely a security guard!

Would Adam give up this job?

No! Absolutely not!

The generous salary and Emily's stunning beauty were already tempting enough. After all, in the novel, Adam was known to be quite a flirt, which is why he eventually built a harem.

So, biting his lip, he responded: "Yes, Ms. President."

Afterward, he cast a deep, penetrating look at Alex.

For a moment, Alex could feel a chill on his neck, as if someone is blowing cold air on him.

"Wow!" Alex clicked his tongue, thinking to himself: "The original male lead really does have some killer eye contact."

"Since Ms. Emily is fine, we'll take our leave now."

The officers, realizing that Emily was unharmed, choose not to delve deeper into the situation. People of her status often had their own reasons for doing things, and it wasn't their place to question it.

As for Adam reporting a false emergency, they figured nothing would come of it. After all, he was the head of security for the Smith family, and any repercussions would likely be swept under the rug.

Once the officers left, Emily turned to Adam and said: "Why are you still here? What do you want?"

Adam replied: "I'm the bodyguard your father hired to protect you. I'm just doing my job."

"Well, since my father hired you, why don't you go guard him instead? You're just my head of security."

It was clear that Emily still harbored strong resentment toward Adam, who would eventually become her husband in the original storyline.

Hearing this, a flash of coldness crossed Adam's eyes. But in the end, he said nothing, retreating to the doorway. He remained by the door, still vigilantly watching Alex.

Alex could only sigh helplessly.

But at that moment, Emily spoke again: "Would you mind giving me your contact information?"

Alex nodded, took out his phone, and opened his WeChat QR code.

After she added him, Emily waved her phone and said: "Alex, since there's an annoying pest here, we'll talk more next time. I'll be leaving for now. Goodbye."

With that, she gave a slight nod, then, without returning Alex's jacket, she strutted out of the hotel room in her high heels.

Alex didn't say anything; he simply waved his hand casually.

Emily's "annoying pest" was undoubtedly referring to Adam.

After Emily left, Adam didn't follow her. Instead, he locked his threatening and warning gaze on Alex. His voice was low and slightly raspy as he said: "Your name is Alex, right?"

"Why even ask that question? Didn't you just hear how your boss addressed me? Should I reply, 'No! My name is Bruce lee!'? What a joke."

Alex didn't bother acknowledging the protagonist's question. He brushed past Adam and left the hotel.

Crack! Hearing that he had been ignored by some unknown lackey, Adam clenched his fists tightly enough that blood started to come out of his palm.

He turned in the opposite direction and stormed off.

As Alex stepped out into the summer night of the bustling city, he felt the warm breeze on his skin. Honestly, it wasn't cold at all—in fact, it was a bit hot. Alex didn't know why would someone wear a jacket in summer, maybe to look cool in front of these underlings and show off.

Taking in the not-so-fresh city air, Alex was about to head home, following the memories in his mind, when his phone suddenly rang.

He pulled it out, glanced at the caller ID, and a faint smile appeared on his lips:

"Oh, has the kid gone crying to daddy now?"