Chapter 1251 Tricking Her

This time.

At dormitory hall.

Mike said and did it.

He cleared the chess board.

Dorian seemed absent-minded.

While playing chess, Mike said, "Ms. Stella is the best person here, especially kind to children. She won't mistreat your child."

He said so.

But what he was thinking in his heart was...

"I didn't even worry about the safety of Ms. Stella.

What are you getting nervous about?

Your daughter was someone who could kill the royal family member and leave without a problem."

"I wasn't thinking about that." Dorian grabbed a piece of sweet potato chip and took a bite. "Mike, I'll just be direct with you. I've got my eyes on your life. I want to stay here and work for Mr. and Mrs. Crawford!" Mike's hand paused while he was playing chess.

Then he shook his head with a wry smile. "That's unlikely."

"Why? There's no one here who can beat me!" Dorian paused momentarily and quickly added, "I don't need any stun guns!"

Mike was dissatisfied. "Before Jaxson got injured, he could easily take on three of you. We haven't told him about your intention to harm our Miss Mia Newton. If we do, he could easily beat you to a pulp." "Which Jaxson?" Dorian was getting defensive.

This time...

Mike also didn't know what he saw, immediately stood up and waved outside the door. "Did Jaxson go the garden?"

"Yes." Outside the door, a tall and burly man wearing a gardener's uniform, carrying a small sickle, nodded gently and then walked away.

Wasn't that Jaxson who was in charge of setting up the art exhibition?

Dorian was speechless.

He had a reasonable suspicion that Mike was teasing him.

A gardener, just because he was taller and more prominent, Mike thought he couldn't be beaten?

Dorian was thinking.

Suddenly, a pale yellow figure appeared.

It left behind a blur and rushed straight toward the gardener.

"Ottilie!"

"Jaxson!"

Both of them shouted at the same time.

And they both rushed out simultaneously.

Jaxson was walking just fine, and suddenly someone attacked from behind.

He was not what he used to be.

But his previous strength level was already off the charts.

Now, he was just not as overpowered.

This slight deficiency was due to the loss of vision and muscle strength.

But close combat didn't rely solely on vision.

Muscle strength...

The opponent was just a child with zero influence.

He reacted quickly.

A few seconds later, the two had already exchanged a few moves.

The child's moves were fierce, but the strength was lacking due to being a child.

Jaxson didn't know where the child came from.

He focused on defending himself and pushed the child back within a dozen moves.

Ottilie stood firm.

She was sure that she wasn't a match for her opponent.

She politely bowed. "Sorry for the interruption."

Jaxson looked bewildered.

Then, Mike ran over to a familiar-looking person.

Dorian picked up Ottilie and apologetically said to Jaxson, "Jaxson, this is my daughter. There's no ill intention!"

"Jaxson, are you alright?" Mike asked nervously.

Jaxson shook his head.

Then he looked at his right hand.

In an instant, his pupils dilated in shock.

His entire appearance visibly deteriorated.

"My seeds!!!"

He wailed and lamented, dropping to his knees on the lawn. He picked up the small remaining bag of seeds and dug through the grass.

"Oh, my god!! The seeds I finally managed to buy!!!"

Seeing this, Mike said, "Jaxson, don't worry, I'll help you pick them up!"

The others also immediately responded.

Then these tall and burly bodyguards, each capable of taking on ten opponents, bent down and started picking up the seeds from the ground. This left Dorian and his daughter dumbfounded.

"Why did you suddenly attack? I was planning to sweet-talk the hostess and get us settled!" Dorian scolded Ottilie in a calm voice.

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