The woman had fair skin and wore thick sunglasses. After getting out of the car, she looked at the guesthouse and asked the man holding the car door for her, "Has the room been booked?"

"Yes, miss. The Presidential Suite on the third floor, with a view of the sea."

"Good."

Three other bodyguards appeared and took six suitcases out of the trunks of the cars and followed after her.

In the lounge hall on the ground floor, a group was chatting and laughing. When the woman entered with her bodyguards, they stopped and looked at her.

"Wow, who is that? Looks like a rich lady," one of them said.

"Are you sure?" one of her friends asked skeptically. "I don't think so. Why would someone so rich stay in a guesthouse instead of a star hotel?"

"Oh, come on! Look at her clothes. They probably cost at least a hundred thousand dollars. And look at those suitcases. I'm pretty sure each of them costs tens of thousands of dollars."

"What? Are you serious? If she is so rich, then why is she here? In a guesthouse?"

"Well, this is the closet guesthouse to the old town. Besides, there are Presidential Suites on the third floor with a sea view. Dr. Tang stays on the third floor too."

"That makes sense."

Tayson received their keys from the reception, and they walked towards the stairs. At that moment, a young man in a white casual shirt and black pants came down the stairs. He looked at the girls in the lounge area and said with a smile, "Sorry that I'm late, girls. I was on an important call."

As he walked down, he saw the woman opposite him.

Tayson immediately stood before her to prevent the young man from knocking into her.

Sheffield could tell that the woman was from a rich family and the men around her were her bodyguards.

He sized her up. 'Wow, her skin is fairer than mine, and her lips are so plump.'

Sensing his intense gaze on her, Evelyn raised her head to look at him. Sheffield winked at her playfully and stood close to the handrail to make way for them. "Ladies first," he offered.

Tayson cast a casual glance at him and said indifferently, "Thank you."

Evelyn looked away and continued walking up the stairs with no expression on her beautiful face.

Usually, strangers didn't affect her. But when the man winked at her, her heart skipped a beat.

Of course, she would by no means admit that a man was able to manipulate her mood so easily.

With a frown, she passed by Sheffield. He looked at her figure and thought, 'Such an aloof beauty!'

Tayson brought her to the suite he had booked. "Miss, are you satisfied with the suite? The beddings and the necessities are brand new. And the products in the bathroom are fresh as well."

Evelyn removed her glasses, revealing her pretty, but cold eyes. She looked around the suite, which was around two hundred square meters. The room was decorated in Bohemian style. The king-sized bed was covered entirely by a pink bed net.

The room also had a small kitchen, a laundry room, and a study.

Evelyn said nothing. She just nodded her head.

As she was settling down, her phone rang. Tayson handed it to her. "Miss, your mother is calling."

Evelyn took it from him and answered in a soft voice, "Hi Mom."

"Hi Evelyn, have you arrived?" Debbie's caring voice came from the other end of the line.

"Yeah."

"How's your room?"

"Not bad."

"Mm hmm. Your grandma was a little worried about you, so she asked me to check up on you." She paused before continuing, "Evelyn, rest well and put all your work aside for some time. Your dad has Dixon taking care of your job for the time being. You can travel as long as you want." Debbie was clearly aware that Evelyn was a workaholic, just like her father.

"Okay, Mom. Don't worry."

"By the way, your father has arranged a tour guide for you. Just ask Tayson to take care of everything."

"All right." While Evelyn was on the phone, her bodyguards unpacked five of her six suitcases.

She had two suitcases for clothes, one for cosmetics, one for shoes, and one for jewelry.

The last suitcase had her personal belongings. The men didn't open it. She would unpack it later by herself.

"Okay, Evelyn. I gotta go. Remember, if you need me, I'm just a phone call away."

"Mm hmm. Bye, Mom."

After hanging up, Evelyn heaved a sigh. She walked towards the window with the phone in her hand and stared at the sea in the distance, deep in thought.

A couple of minutes later, Tayson's voice came from behind. "Miss, everything has been unpacked. Please get some rest for now."

Evelyn nodded, "Thanks."

The bodyguards left one after the other.

As Tayson was about to close the door behind him, Evelyn called out, "Tayson."

The bodyguard was younger than her, but he was more mature. He had been by her side, protecting her, like an elder brother would, for more than ten years.

Tayson stopped and looked at her, waiting for her orders.

"Terilynn wants me to get her some gadgets. Just keep that in mind," she said casually.

Tayson immediately understood. After a short pause, he nodded. "Yes, miss."

He closed the door. Evelyn was finally alone. She was fatigued because of the long journey and soon fell asleep.

Night fell. When she woke up, her eyes immediately searched for her computer. But then, she realized that she was on a vacation.

She had been diagnosed with mild depression and the doctor suggested that she take a long journey.

Carlos and Debbie had forced her to stop working and go on a vacation.

She walked out of the room, and as expected, Tayson was standing guard at the door. Evelyn walked towards the staircase, and he followed after her without saying a word.

Tayson had been protecting her for years. He knew how to reduce his presence around her.

Evelyn arrived at the first floor and saw a man sitting in the lounge hall, smoking. Before she could see his face clearly, a group of women surrounded him. "Dr. Tang, why are you here? Wanna go out on a date with me?"

The man put out the cigarette when he saw Evelyn. She remembered that face; his eyes were so magnetic, as if they could talk. When he had winked at her back then, she felt the electricity between them.

Sheffield fanned his hands in the air to get rid of the smell of tobacco. "Sorry, but I'm waiting for Horace. We are going for dinner," he answered. However, he wasn't looking at that woman. His gaze was on the aloof beauty walking down the stairs.

Evelyn wasn't wearing her sunglasses this time. She had pretty eyes that caught many people's attention.

Her clothes didn't have any logos on them, but one could still tell from her demeanor that she was from the high society.

Their eyes met, and Sheffield's heart skipped a beat. He raised an eyebrow and gave her a mischievous smile.

Evelyn looked away, her face deadpan as she left the guesthouse.

'Wow! Interesting!

I've seen aloof women before. But none of them have managed to get my attention. This woman is something special, ' Sheffield thought to himself.

A wicked grin appeared on his handsome face. He didn't know how to describe his feeling, but he wanted to get close to her and learn more about her.

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