Chapter 2460: Move Into My House
Night of Destiny
Corinne had only grilled one personâs portion, so while the presentation was beautiful, there wasnât
much of the grilled beef ribs to go around. That was why Shirley didnât take any.
Just as she lowered her head to eat the food on her plate, suddenly, a knife and fork picked up two
pieces of beef ribs and placed them on her plate. Shirley immediately raised her head and lied, saying,
âI donât like this. You can have it, Mr. Flintstone.â
âI donât like it either.â Zacharias smiled. From his face, she couldnât tell if he was telling the truth or not.
Is he a vegan?
In the end, she happily started eating with her head lowered. Looking at her two rows of delicate
eyelashes twinkling, he actually forgot to eat.
When she lifted her head, he quickly lowered his, avoiding her gaze. After she finished her meal, he put
down his cutlery as well. She then asked, âAre you done?â
âYes.â He nodded. With his answer, she quickly cleaned up the table. Meanwhile, he didnât go upstairs;
instead, he sat in the living room, watching the news.
His gaze would frequently shift toward the kitchen, where he saw the slender figure washing the
dishes. As for what was on the news, it no longer seemed important because his mind was not there.
After washing the dishes, Shirley realized it was almost 8.00PM, so she walked up to Zacharias and
said, âMr. Flintstone, if you donât have any further instructions, Iâll head back to my dorm now. You
should get some rest too.â
Suddenly, he looked at her and said, âTomorrow, pack your things and move into my guest room.â This
statement shocked her. She quickly said, âThat is not in accordance with the rules, Mr. Flintstone.â
âI set the rules.â He reminded her. In his household, he had the final say in everything. For instance, the
question of where his bodyguards should stay.
Yet, she still wanted to refuse. âMr. Flintstone, my dorm is only a mile away from your residence, and
guards are stationed outside every night. Youâre very safe.â In other words, she did not need to stay at
his place to protect him.
âDo as I say.â He suddenly picked up the remote and turned off the TV, his tone growing colder and
firmer. That night, after she informed her captain, Roy, about this, he was also surprised for a few
seconds, then he asked, âAre you sure itâs Mr. Flintstoneâs decision?â
Shirley nodded. âAbsolutely sure.â
After thinking for a few seconds, he agreed. âAlright, then follow his instructions. Perhaps he has a
reason for this.â
At this moment, she couldnât fathom what Zachariasâ intentions were. She couldnât help but ask,
âCaptain, do you want to discuss with Mr. Flintstone about substituting someone else to stay at his
place? Iâm young and inexperienced. Iâm worried that I might not be able to provide adequate
protection.â
Initially, Roy was puzzled as well. Zacharias had told him before that, unless it was work-related, his
bodyguards should not get close to him, as he needed absolute peace and rest. So, why would he
suddenly want a female bodyguard to stay at his house? As he looked at Shirleyâs puzzled face, he
finally found an answer.
As high-ranking as Zacharias was, he was still a man, and perhaps what he wanted was not a
bodyguard but someone who could keep him company and have a chat.
Shirley, being new to the bodyguard industry and having a youthful and pleasant appearance, might
indeed be a good choice to keep him company.
After all, a man understood another man better. Roy had a hunch, but he couldnât tell Shirley. He simply
advised, âShirley, if Mr. Flintstone has specifically asked for you to move in, thereâs no room for
substitutions. Just focus on your primary duties.â
Seeing that he couldnât change the situation, she nodded. âAlright, Iâll move my things tomorrow
morning.â
That night, she held her phone and plucked up the courage to send a message to Cole, but after
waiting for a while, he still didnât reply. She felt slightly disappointed and eventually fell asleep.
Early in the morning, she packed up her belongings, and around 7.00AM, she carried her luggage
downstairs. Corinne happened to be coming from her dorm, and when she saw Shirley packing, she
was momentarily surprised. Then, she asked with a hint of schadenfreude, âDid you get fired, Imogen?â