The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 24 - I’ve Never Lost a Fight_1

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John Roth was tall, at least six feet, and quite stout.

When he threw his punch, it was clean and powerful.

The colleagues around felt their hearts drop.

It was over.

He had lost his temper completely.

Carson Flores was probably going to get hit!

John Roth’s fist, with a whoosh of force, suddenly stopped three inches from Carson Flores’s cheek.

It wasn’t John Roth who wanted to stop; it was because Carson Flores had grabbed his wrist.

John Roth was shocked.

His punch was strong, but it was firmly caught by Carson Flores.

He tried to struggle free, but Carson Flores’s hand was immovable, like an iron hoop.

When he looked up in panic, he saw Carson Flores’s eyes, cold as frosty stars, with a faint hint of mockery.

Their gazes collided, and John Roth’s heart sank into an icy abyss.

Done for, he had kicked the iron plate!

Suddenly, John Roth felt a sharp pain in his wrist, so severe that he nearly went down on his knees.

But the next second, the piercing pain vanished.

Carson Flores had let go of his hand.

With a casual flick of Carson Flores’s hand, John Roth felt like he had been struck by a wave in the ocean, helpless, tumbling to the side and then plopping down on the ground.

Carson Flores said indifferently, “Don’t disgrace yourself.

The thing I’m best at is fighting.”

After speaking, Carson Flores didn’t bother with John Roth any longer.

He walked straight to his desk, sat down calmly, and casually turned on his computer.

John Roth’s face red and ears burning, climbed up from the ground and scurried away with a folder in hand.

Jax Gross, standing nearby, quietly gave Carson Flores a thumbs up, full of admiration, “Carson, you’re too cool.

I thought you were going to be at a disadvantage just now…”

Carson Flores smirked, “I might lose out in other things, but I’ve never lost a fight.”

In a low voice, Jax Gross remarked, “You did the right thing not to fight back.

Otherwise, the team leader would definitely have been biased.”

Carson Flores nodded, “I understand.

If it weren’t for being in the company, his hand would be broken by now.”

Soren Gross jumped at that, urging him quickly, “Don’t get impulsive.

If you had hit back, the team leader would certainly use that chance to get rid of you.”

Carson Flores laughed, “It doesn’t matter.

It’s a matter of sooner or later.”

Soren Gross hesitated and then said, “Some of the clients on your list are ones I’ve contacted before.

Let’s go together later and see if we can close a deal.”

Carson Flores was somewhat surprised, “Why help me?”

Soren Gross whispered, “You did something I’ve always wanted to do but didn’t dare.

I hope you can stay.”

Carson Flores laughed, “Were you bullied by John Roth?”

Soren Gross’s face reddened slightly, “Yeah, he uses the fact that he’s a veteran and the team leader’s confidant to lord over us, give orders, even stole our clients.

None of us can stand him, but we have to bow our heads under the roof of others.

If we want to earn this money, we have no choice but to take it…”

Carson Flores nodded but didn’t comment further, just said with a smile, “Fine, take me with you next time and I’ll buy you a drink.”

Although Carson Flores wasn’t concerned about this job, if he was let go by Sergio Combs looking down on him, Shirley Miller would definitely laugh at him.

If he could stay, Carson Flores felt it was worth trying, not for anything else, but to avoid Shirley Miller’s ridicule in front of the old man.

After all, he represented his master, and if he couldn’t handle this bit of trouble, wouldn’t he be letting his master down?

Soren Gross readily agreed, “Okay.”

Carson Flores asked out of curiosity, “Aren’t you afraid they’ll give you a hard time for helping me?”

Soren Gross chuckled, “I felt great seeing you stand up to them these past few days.

I’ve realized it’s just a sales job.

If anything happens, I can just find another.”

Carson Flores laughed heartily, “Alright, then it’s settled.”

When the workday ended, Carson Flores was hailing a cab by the roadside when he suddenly saw Shirley Miller’s X7 driving out of the company gate.

The car slowed down noticeably as it passed him, then picked up speed and drove off.

Did she see him?

Carson Flores chuckled to himself and didn’t mind.

This was the company’s main gate, bustling with people.

How could Shirley Miller possibly stop here to let him get in the car?

Fake spouses, real strangers, better he just took a cab.

Just as he was thinking, his phone rang.

Carson Flores took out his mobile and saw the caller, then grinned.

“What’s up?”

Shirley Miller’s cool voice came through, “I saw you.”

Carson Flores hummed, “I know.”

“It’s inconvenient for me to pick you up at the company gate.

Walk ahead a bit, and I’ll wait for you up front.”

Carson Flores was slightly surprised.

This woman was cold as an iceberg, but her heart wasn’t bad.

“Forget it.

If someone sees us, it’ll lead to gossip, and it wouldn’t be good for you.

I’ll take a cab.

You go ahead.”

Shirley Miller was silent for a few seconds before dropping a “Whatever you want” and hanging up.

That tone?

Was she angry?

It shouldn’t be, probably just a little awkwardness from being rejected?

Wasn’t he doing this for her own good, not asking her to reimburse the taxi fare?

He had been decent enough.

When Carson Flores got home, Shirley Miller had already changed into home clothes, sitting cross-legged on the sofa holding a tablet, looking at files.

Undoubtedly, a beautiful goddess looked good in any outfit, in any pose, all pleasing to the eye.”

Parker Miller joked, “Carson, you’re back.

Why didn’t you come home with Shirley?”