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Wynter kept the bodyguards from taking her bag.

“No, thank you. These are the tools I use for medical treatment. I can take them myself. Just go aheadwith your tasks.”

She had to meet Margaret’s friend’s grandson, so being so high–profile wasn’t for the best.@@novelbin@@

The bodyguards said politely, “Okay, miss. We’re always at your command.”

Hilda couldn’t stand it anymore, gritting her teeth. “Are you sure that her invitation card is