The man’s calmness made her both angry and speechless. As she spoke, she continued to tie up the man’s long, strong legs with a rope.
Noah Drexler didn’t say anything further, just leaned back on the sofa, letting her do as she pleased.
In this world, she was the only one who dared to treat him like this and could do so without arousing any anger from him.
After some effort, Summer Shawcross finally tied up Noah Drexler’s legs. Summer displayed a satisfied expression, then took the scissors she had prepared beforehand to cut off the excess rope.
But just then, the servant’s voice suddenly sounded at the door.
"Sir, the meal is reheated..." The servant stood at the door, which was not fully closed, holding a tray of freshly reheated food, struck speechless by the scene before her.
She saw Noah Drexler tied up, laying on the sofa, while Summer Shawcross wielded a pair of scissors, cutting toward his groin area...
"..." The servant’s sudden voice made Summer Shawcross pause, instinctively turning to glance at the doorway. Seeing the servant’s dumbfounded look, she felt a bit baffled...
The servant, frightened white, released the tray with the food she held, dropping it onto the floor.
"Someone come quickly, madam is trying to kill!"
The servant ran away in terror, her shrill scream echoing throughout the villa.
"Uh..." Summer Shawcross’s hand, holding the scissors, froze, her expression quite speechless.
A few seconds passed, and then she sighed helplessly, quietly muttering to herself.
"Has she watched too many suspense films..." She shook her head, then holding the scissors, continued to lower her head and trim the excess rope on Noah Drexler’s feet.
With a light snip, the rope was cut short. As Summer was about to set the scissors down...
The sound of hurried footsteps suddenly came from the hallway outside the bedroom.
A group of bodyguards abruptly appeared in the room, eyeing Summer Shawcross, who was holding the scissors, with an alert expression.
"Madam, you shouldn’t..." But they hadn’t finished speaking when a voice, full of displeasure, interrupted them.
"Get out!"
The bound man frowned, looking extremely impatiently at the group of people causing a fuss at the door.
"..." Now it was the bodyguards’ turn to be stunned, all of them staring in disbelief at Noah Drexler, tied up yet lying peacefully on the sofa without any signs of struggle, rather positioned comfortably and relaxed.
Such a boss, they had never seen before, even beginning to doubt their eyes a little.
What, exactly, is going on...
Though it didn’t seem like the boss was in any danger, due to their professional instinct, it was necessary to clarify the situation to ensure the boss’s absolute safety!
"Boss... do you need us to help untie..."
"No need, get out!" Noah Drexler’s icy gaze swept over them before the bodyguard could finish his words!
What does it matter to them if his woman ties him up?!
"But..." The bodyguard hesitated. What if something happened?
"I told you to get out; are you deaf?!" The man’s angry voice came out, pressed from his throat.
Noah Drexler’s thunderous voice sounded, and the bodyguards paused once more. Two seconds later, they all snapped back to their senses and retreated at the fastest speed, just as they had arrived, in shock.
The spacious bedroom suddenly became quiet again.
"..." Summer Shawcross was a bit bewildered; the speed at which the bodyguards left was so swift she could hardly react...