The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 50 - Do you know how I’ve spent these twenty years

50: Chapter 50 Do you know how I’ve spent these twenty years?

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50 -50 Do you know how I’ve spent these twenty years?

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The banquet wasn’t held in a hotel, but at the Simmons family home.

A family banquet.

The Simmons residence was located at Building 9, Donghua Garden, which was known as the top villa complex in Polgel.

A standalone villa with a vast lawn garden and a swimming pool, everything about it screamed money and status.

As the car entered the Simmons estate, Carson Flores noticed that there were people patrolling and on guard all around the villa.

“As expected of a luxury villa district, the security level is really high.”

Shawn Simmons explained, “These aren’t the community’s security guards.

They are all from Dragonfly Security Company, hired for a high salary by us.”

Carson Flores asked casually, “Hiring so many security personnel, does someone have a grudge against you?”

Shawn Simmons gave a bitter smile, “It’s an old enemy of my father.

My father was injured before, and it was his doing.

If he hadn’t wanted to torment my father, to let him die a little bit each day in despair, my father might have died on the spot.

That’s also the reason we’re hosting Mr.

Flores at our home today.

I’m afraid of my father encountering danger while traveling outside.

Please, Mr.

Flores, understand.”

Carson Flores smiled, “No trouble at all.”

There weren’t many participants in the family banquet, just Blake Simmons and his spouse, as well as Shawn Simmons and his own couple, but the level of the family banquet was by no means low.

The Simmons family had brought in a professional chef to their home.

Having recuperated for a week, Blake Simmons had regained his health and no longer looked as frail and close to death as before.

Before the meal, Carson Flores conducted a re-examination for Blake Simmons and prescribed a medicine to regulate his body.

The Simmons family members were all very courteous towards Carson Flores, with Shawn Simmons being the main host.

They drank a lot during the meal, and all the guests were merry.

Just as everyone was drinking tea and chatting after the meal, a sudden alarm rang from outside.

“Be careful, an enemy…”

The voice stopped abruptly, and then, shouts from security personnel and the sounds of a struggle came from the entrance.

A burly man in camouflage attire rushed into the living room.

He was the team leader of the security personnel, Ezra Roth, who said anxiously, “We’re under attack, presumably by a single individual.

The enemy is very strong, and we might not be able to hold them off.

I’ll lead you out through the back door first!”

The faces of the Simmons family went pale, and they quickly got up to follow Ezra Roth.

Shawn Simmons grabbed Carson Flores, “Mr.

Flores, I apologize for dragging you into danger, please come with us.”

They quickly left the house through the back door where a black business sedan was parked, obviously prepared in advance.

After everyone got into the car, Ezra Roth jumped into the driver’s seat and started the vehicle, which swiftly drove across the lawn and onto the community road.

Just as the car was about to leave the vicinity of the villa, a figure suddenly burst out from the darkness beside them and slammed into the right front wheel with a clean, sweeping blow.

The hit was fierce; it caused the front of the car to twist sharply to the left.

As the vehicle was speeding, there was no time to brake, and the car instantly veered off the road, rushing down a slope and crashing into a tree trunk with a loud bang.

The car stalled.

In the moment of impact, Carson Flores grabbed the handle and extended an arm, blocking in front of Blake Simmons and his wife who were beside him.

As they lurched forward due to the collision, they were stopped by Carson Flores’s arm, which was as steadfast as forged steel, avoiding a direct hit.

Carson Flores opened the car door, jumped out, and the others followed suit, getting out of the car.

A thin old man stood by the side of the road, his eyes malevolent as he looked down at the people below.

Ezra Roth didn’t hesitate.

After getting out of the car, he shook his head, drew a dagger, and charged towards the old man with a reverse grip while shouting, “I’ll hold him off, you run!”

The old man sneered, “None of you will escape today.

Blake Simmons, you were lucky last time and got saved.

But today, I want to see who can save you!”

Ezra Roth reached the old man, and they clashed, but after only a few moves, the old man snatched Ezra’s dagger and kicked him away, sending him flying while still mid-air, blood spilling from his mouth.

The old man weighed the dagger in his hand, “Blake Simmons, you have enough money to hire bodyguards to die for you, but it’s a pity that your bodyguards are useless!”

Blake Simmons stepped forward to confront the old man, “Shang Shijie, if it’s me you want to kill, then I won’t run.

I’ll satisfy you, but please spare the others!”

Shang Shijie’s voice was filled with venom, “Blake Simmons, even if you wanted to run, could you?

Not only will you die today, so will your entire family.

Not one will escape!”

Blake Simmons yelled, “You madman!

We started out together, did business as partners.

It was you who took the crooked path, betrayed me several times.

Out of our old friendship, I spared your life repeatedly, never taking it.

Not only do you not thank me, but you intensify your vendetta, not content with just getting back at me; you also want to harm my whole family.

Have you no humanity?”

“Humanity?

You caused me to spend an entire twenty years in prison!

Do you have any idea what those twenty years were like for me?”

Shang Shijie stared fixedly at Blake Simmons, his gaze insane and bitter, “There is always a way out, and in prison, I served others like an ox or a horse.

After twenty years of hard training, I finally mastered a skill set.

Today, I can finally take revenge and claim the lives of your whole dog family!”

Carson Flores stepped out from the shadows, “Twenty years of hard training shows determination, pity, it was all for nothing.”