Chapter 545 - Five Hundred And Forty-six : Be My Shadow Guard (2/2)

”Have you come to finish me off?” Jean asked, without opening his eyes. He seemed tired, bored, as if he wanted all this to end already.

”Just do it quickly. I don't like to keep waiting,” He said.

However, when no answer came - the silence was unlike his torturers. They were always boisterous - Jean immediately sensed a change. The auras were different and someone was pointedly staring at him.

So he immediately opened his eyes to meet two different pairs of stunning amber eyes. What the fuck. One of them was staring at him with amusement while the other was alert, accessing him.

”You!” He recognized her. She was that kid.

”You don't look bad, yourself,” Isabella chuckled.

Jean looked down at himself and was stunned. What looked good about his condition? He was bloodied and all.

Jean glanced up at Isabella just as the girl told her father, ”Can you give us some privacy?”

Niklaus growled disapproval.

Isabella stood her ground unmoved. This was her mission, she was having her way with it.

Niklaus knew it was a fruitless effort when he saw his daughter had made up her mind. So he said instead, ”Be careful,”

”I know,”

”Stay safe,”

”I will,”

Niklaus was about to leave when he turned around, saying, ”In case, he tried anything funny, just scream, I'm right outside the door,”

”Alright,”

”Just remember -”

”Jesus Christ, just go!” Isabella urged him away.

Like an obedient lamb, Niklaus left. But not without glancing over his shoulder, eight or ten times.

”What are you doing here? I don't think we're close enough to be called friends?” Jean asked her as soon as the door was closed.

Isabella walked over to him, her smirk growing, ”Don't worry, we'd be more than friends soon,”

Jean narrowed her gaze at her, ”What do you mean?”

”You have the opportunity to leave this place if you can only agree to be my shadow guard,”

”Shadow guard?”

”It's a Spencer tradition. Every member of the family owns an exclusive guard who will lay down their lives for them in the time of trouble,” Isabella concisely summarized to him.

Jean was stunned, ”You,” He pointed to her, ”Want me to be your shadow guard? Like, protect you?”

”Yes, anything about it?”

”Not interested,” Jean turned it down without even batting an eyelid.

”It's your only free ticket out of here,” Isabella tempted him.

”Do I look like I want to leave here? Just let me die and leave this world quietly,” Jean told her, turning his face the other way which was a quick reminder for ”Please leave,”. He didn't want to see her.