"Bryan, thank you. Thank you…" Be said in a trembling voice, tears streaming down her face. After trying to calm her emotions, she continued, "I will never forget your sacrifice and bravery, Bryan. Tristan and I are forever grateful and in debt to you."

    "Ma’am, please don’t say that. You and Boss Tristan don’t owe me anything. Protecting you with my life is my ultimate duty," Bryan replied awkwardly, concerned to see her cry.

    "Still, Tristan and I are very grateful you didn’t even think twice when you put your life in danger for me. Thank you so much, Bryan." Be managed a smile through her tears. She would never forget everything Bryan had done for her; in her heart, she had already considered him her family member.

    Tristan, who saw his wife cry, put his hand on her waist and pulled her to stand close to her, afraid she might copse again.

    Bryan said nothing but nodded, smiling warmly at her. However, his smile faded when Tristan asked, "Bryan, why did you react so slowly that time? Why didn’t you act when Andreas Corby appeared on the scene?"

    This has troubled Bryan ever since it happened. If only he had heard what happened outside the car, he might have been able to stop Andreas Corby from shooting Jack and Sam. Unfortunately, he couldn’t turn back time to correct his mistake.

    "Sir, before the incident, Madam and the others were only a few meters away from the car. I saw Sam with them, and it made me let my guard down while testing the new car’s capabilities..." Bryan sighed deeply as he recounted his oversight.

    He continued, "At that moment, the soundproof function was activated, so I couldn’t hear anything from outside, even when the man fired his first bullet. I didn’t have much time to react when I realized something was wrong. All I could do was press the ’Emergency Button’ and throw myself in front of Madam to shield her, as that man was aiming a gun at her."

    Tristan no longer asked Bryan any further questions because he had already guessed what happened. He only wanted to hear it directly from Bryan.

    Be, who was listening to their conversation, was stunned. She hadn’t considered the reasons behind Bryan’s inaction. Still, after hearing his exnation, she could understand why he hadn’t reacted more quickly.

    ’Gosh! That stupid car!’ Be couldn’t help but me the vehicle.

    Sam might not have been in critical condition if they had used their usual car. Bryan would have had a better chance to react and subdue Andreas Corby.

    After talking with Bryan for a few more minutes, Be finally excused herself to visit Jack.

    ***

    In Jack’s wardroom,

    Be was no longer surprised to see Jack looking healthy; he was already sitting on the bed and looked serious as he spoke with Leo, who sat on the chair by the bed.

    Despite her concern about Sam, who still hadn’t woken up, Be couldn’t hide her gratitude for Jack’s condition.

    As Be and Tristan approached them, she said, "I’m d you’re okay, boss."

    Jack smiled at Be as he embraced her warmly.

    "Oh, stop crying over me. I’m not going to die yet, my friend," Jack said, trying to cheer her up after noticing her damp eyes.

    Be shook her head at his words. "I won’t let you die, Jack. Don’t worry about it."

    Jack felt relieved to see her smile returning to her eyes, so different from when he had seen her crying a lot after knowing Sam had a severe injury.

    "Yeah, I know that, Be. Thanks to you, we all could survive," Jack sincerely expressed his gratitude. He couldn’t imagine what would have happened if she hadn’t killed that bastard Andreas Corby.

    "Ugh, can’t we skip talking about that?"

    "Sure. Where have you been? Why did you just arrive now?" Jack asked, trying to change the subject.

    "I visited Bryan," Be replied, settling into the chair by the bed after Leo gestured for her to sit.

    Suddenly, Jack’s expression tensed at the mention of Bryan. He was curious to hear more since Leo hadn’t updated him. "How is he?"

    "He’s fine. He’s awake now but still can’t sit up properly like you," Be said.

    "I’m d he’s alright. That man really does his job well as your bodyguard."

    Be’s expression darkened. Whenever they discussed that incident, the memories flooded back.

    "Yeah, he’s amazing," Be said, managing a bitter smile. Then, as if remembering something important, she added, "Jack, about your bodyguard, I’m sorry..."

    "Thanks..." Jack’s face turns dark, recalling two of his bodyguards died.

    "But why weren’t they with you at the time? Why did they only show up after Andreas Corby shot you!?"

    Another small sigh escaped Jack’s lips as he stared at Be before responding.

    "They were waiting in the car, ready to follow us. This was my mistake. I thought I would be safe here, with no threats lurking around. You know that not many people know that RDF has business here, right?"

    "Yeah, I know..." Be replied.

    "My visit to this country wasn’t scheduled as part of thepany agenda; it was to attend Harper’s wedding for personal reasons. If I recall correctly, only my trusted assistant knows I’m here," Jack exined, sharing his suspicions about someone leaking his schedule to Andreas Corby.

    "And how did Andreas find out you were here?" Tristan interjected, stepping forward from behind Be.

    Jack turned to Tristan.

    "I’ve already asked Stefan to investigate. I’m sure someone in the office leaked my agenda." Jack took a deep sigh, trying to think of the person.

    Tristan fell silent, and Be also stopped asking about it.

    They shifted their conversation to Sam’s condition, which had not shown any significant changes so far, which stressed them all.

    Not long after, when Be and Tristan were saying goodbye and preparing to return to their room, the door to Jack’s room suddenly opened. Harper rushed in, her face pale and tears welling in her eyes, followed closely by Sean.

    Everyone in the room was shocked that she had arrived in the country so soon.

    "Harper, Sean—"