Chapter 760


    Romeo fell silent before the manager spoke again, "Ms. Be has always been a kind soul. Anytime


    she sees an injustice, she''s always quick to step up."


    "She''s indeed got a big heart," the only thing Romeo was concerned about was, "Did she get hurt?"


    "No, she didn''t. The other guy got the worst of it."


    Especially that guy who got a good whooping from Ms. Be.


    "What''s the name of that jerk who insulted her?" Romeo''s tone carried a hint of danger.


    "Harley."


    "And that flirty one who tried to hit on her?"


    "Alvis."


    "You know what to do, right?"


    "Rest assured, Mr. McMillian. Those people have all been cklisted from the club tonight and won''t be


    stepping foot in here again."


    "Hmm."


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    After Romeo hung up the phone, he sent Carl to deal with those two. Soon, he heard the sound of a


    car returning.


    Arabe drove into the garage, stepped out of the car, and was immediately pulled into Romeo''s arms.


    They''d only been apart for a few hours. Was all this fuss really necessary?


    Romeo took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of the girl in his arms, then he looked her over. Her feet,


    hands, and face were all fine. The manager hadn''t lied to him. She was unscathed.


    Arabe was carried into the living room by Romeo. Her phone vibrated, and she took it out and saw a


    message from the manager.


    [Ms. Be, are you home?]


    [Yes, I am,] Arabe replied while in Romeo''s arms.


    [Did anything happen on the way home?] The manager was clearly worried.


    [Safe and sound.]


    [That''s good, I won''t disturb your rest then. Oh right, Evan is okay. He''s been bandaged up and is


    resting at home.]


    [Okay.]


    Seeing her reply to messages, Romeo couldn''t help but ask, "Who are you chatting with?"


    "The manager."


    "What does he want?"


    "He''s been acting a bit strange today, always worrying that something would happen to me on the


    road."


    Romeo thought back to earlier. Hmm, the manager better not think he was some sleazy guy trying to


    stalk the prettiest girl at the club.


    When did his reputation among the staff be so bad?


    Just then, Romeo received a call. After a few short words, he looked down at Arabe in his arms and


    said, "My parents are back in the country. They want me toe over tomorrow. I want to take this


    opportunity to introduce you to them."


    His parents only came back once in a while, who knew when they would return next.


    He wanted his parents to know that he''d found the love of his life. As soon as she graduated, he


    nned to marry her.


    But whether they met his parents or not was up to Arabe.


    "If you''re not ready, we can always do itter," Romeo didn''t want to put any unnecessary pressure on


    her.


    "What do they like?" Arabe suddenly asked.


    Romeo was slightly taken aback, but quickly replied, "You are the best gift, as long as you''re there."


    "I can''t show up empty-handed the first time," Arabe continued, "Do they have any special hobbies?


    Like, do they collect anything?"


    "Dad is a big fan of the calligrapher Labe," Romeo''s fingers gently ran through her hair as he softly


    said, "I''ll have someone buy it."