"Oh, them?" Xavier’s smirk widened, shrugging casually. "They’re not mine."


    <i>’Are you kidding me?! If they’re not your bodyguards, then whose are they?’</i> the bodyguard thought, biting his lip in frustration.


    But as he scanned the towering figures, realization dawned on him.


    All of those intimidating men were standing protectively around Hera, not Xavier. His eyes flickered back to her, suddenly aware of just who they were guarding.


    <i>’Don’t tell me they’re hers...’</i> he thought, scanning the intimidating figures once more, disbelief and unease settling in.


    But when he saw Hera’s smiling face again, a chill ran down his spine.


    Now, he was certain those men were hers, and the realization hit him hard—he might have just offended her.


    He felt that if he so much as made eye contact with her bodyguards, they might end him on the spot.


    The unease spread among his team, and as their captain, he suddenly felt like David facing Goliath—not in a triumphant way, but as if the odds were heavily stacked against him.


    Two of Hera’s bodyguards stayed behind to keep an eye on the vehicle, knowing that the remaining 18 were more than enough to secure the perimeter around her.


    They also needed someone to ensure the vehicle was ready in case of a quick exit or any unexpected event that required getting Hera out of the area swiftly.


    With their preparedness and coordinated actions, Hera felt reassured that no anti-fan or anyone with malicious intent would be able to approach her or Xavier.


    Her security detail moved in perfect formation, guiding her inside. Xavier followed close behind, leaving thepany’s bodyguards—who had been ignoring Hera just moments ago—stunned in their wake.


    As Xavier walked away, thepany’s bodyguards snapped back to reality and hurried to follow him.


    This time, however, they kept a low profile, avoiding drawing any attention from Hera’s imposing security detail.


    Their earlier confidence had evaporated, and now they moved with their heads lowered, as if in quiet surrender.


    Hera and Xavier paid no attention to the bodyguards and walked confidently toward the productunch.


    Coincidentally, this was the same mall Hera had visited several times with Athena and the others.


    As soon as the store assistants on the second floor noticed Hera approaching, surrounded by her security detail, they perked up with excitement.


    One of them hurried to prepare the VVIP room, ready to serve Hera should she decide to stop by their store.


    At that moment, the Hermes store had yet to experience the honor of Hera’s visit.


    Initially, when they heard about her from the other shop assistants, they prepared to treat her like their usual regr-profile clientele.


    They nned to allow her to browse and shop in their store, offering her only the items avable rather than letting her choose freely.


    Their strategy was to ensure that, once she established herself as a valued customer, she would be eligible to purchase whatever she desired from her wishlist, especially in the bag section.


    However, after witnessing Hera’svish spending on her second visit to various stores, their perspective began to shift.


    Unfortunately, she had yet to step foot in their boutique, but they were confident that she possessed the financial means to indulge in their offerings.


    Consequently, they felt there was no need to adhere to their usual routine; they were eager to present her with everything their store had to offer.


    They recognized her as part of the elite 1% of the poption, hailing from a prestigious family, and were eager to cater to her every desire.


    Unfortunately, their excitement was quickly extinguished when Hera simply walked past their boutique and headed directly to the newly opened store hosting an event.


    A group of youngdies was already gathered there, eagerly awaiting the festivities to begin.


    Disappointed, the shop assistants trailed behind slowly, curious to catch a glimpse of the unfolding excitement.


    On the other hand, Hera noticed the enthusiastic shop assistants but had no time to shop; she needed to focus on her work.


    As she and Xavier were escorted into the boutique, they were grateful for the presence of their bodyguards.


    The excited youngdies, eager to catch a glimpse of Xavier, began pushing forward in line, their enthusiasm causing them to forget their manners.


    Although many came from wealthy families, the thrill of seeing their beloved idol sent their adrenaline soaring.


    Inside the store, Hera and Xavier were soon introduced to the CEO of the product they would be representing as ambassadors.


    Gradually, the guards began to allow the guests in, while the press was already prepared, cameras poised and ready to capture the moment.


    On the small stage, the spotlight was on the Love Potion Perfume, with Xavier, Hera, and the CEO standing beside it, ready to make their appearance.


    They kicked off the press conference to introduce the highly anticipated product from a globally renowned line of perfumes, now making its debut in their country.


    While Xavier was set to be the ambassador for this fragrance line, details about the product remained shrouded in secrecy.


    To maintain this air of mystery, the productunch and photoshoot were scheduled for the same day.


    As a result, excitement was palpable, with many eager to see how the event would unfold and tuning in to the live stream.


    Shortly after the CEO’s brief speech, everyone was ushered to a designated wall adorned with thepany logo and its product.


    They were invited to sign their names in the white space, starting with the CEO, followed by Xavier and then Hera.


    The ceremony was straightforward and efficient, maintaining a sense of professionalism throughout.


    Shortly after, Xavier and Hera were escorted into the boutique for makeup and wardrobe changes in preparation for their photoshoot.