"It's safe now, Lady Sabina."
Inside the villa, the moment Frederick collapsed to the ground, Sabina, clad in a lace hollow-out dress, went limp and fell forward into Luo An's arms.
Luo An instinctively caught her and seeing her hands were still tied behind her back, he quickly pulled out another pen from his pocket and snapped it, while asking with a stern face:
"Lady Sabina, are you injured?"
"No, I'm fine."
Sabina shook her head, looked up at Luo An's face, and as soon as her hands were freed, she immediately touched Luo An's cheeks, her eyes somewhat dazed as she asked:
"And you, Agent sir, are you hurt?"
"..."
Luo An's expression stiffened.
However, recalling the men and women who had served Sabina in the club, Luo An understood; this was typical of Sabina.
Those who served Sabina were never unattractive, even the young black man Craig, who was a rare handsome fellow as per white aesthetics among blacks.
