"Who is it, are you talking about Anthony?"
The only male who could be wandering around near Dreya's practice room would be Anthony, the bodyguard.
Joel nodded with a face full of fear: "Yeah, that guy feels odd. Last time he even touched my chest..."
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Dreya and Anna both widened their eyes.
"What the hell??"
"Touched your chest? Who, Anthony??"
Anthony had no enmity with Joel and didn't know him, so the latter had no reason to lie and slander him.
Dreya blinked and tried hard to recall each day she'd spent.
"Now that you mention it, it really happened!!"
Anna seemed to remember something and tapped Dreya's arm several times.
"Remember when Anthony first arrived, and you protested to the manager?"
"Indeed, I was puzzled too. We clearly agreed not to have a male bodyguard, yet Anthony was selected, and the manager assured me it was fine. Now it seems like nothing ever happened."
