Forced Relocation of Conglomerate Girls
Chapter 61: Security

The main desire of the most important Robbin is just the safety of Clay, he can not take this lightly. Assuming to love the woman wholeheartedly, does not mean to be able to keep all the consequences of the work he has been in.

The journey of his life since the beginning never messed around, people who generally avoid danger, Robbin actually approached him. Like a cat, he had always managed to escape from the angel of life. Evidently, one heart is still beating until this second as well as the air in and out to a pair of lungs that expand and deflate with the breath.

For that luck, as Robbin himself so foolishly views everything will go well. He can spare the important people in his life from distress, but he must think more wisely from now on. What is used as a staple of life is no longer about one life, this game of destiny is at stake. As much as the fear of losing Claymira.

Letting go, much better than putting Clay in danger. It has been far away to think of the most up-to-date solution, for now—parts—not for good.

"Sir Albert is right, from any point of view, we are not compatible. You're safer staying here, with your parents." Although in his heart it hurts, Robbin acknowledges that fact. Without reducing his expression as if unconcerned, he continued. "It's been twice that I've almost—not nearly, but it has jeopardized your life."

"What the fuck! Silly thinking!" exciting Clay, leaving waist—knows exactly where the direction of her husband's conversation—she stared at the four alternately. "Attomans can come and befall anyone, please don't overdo it!"

Clay's guts shrieked for a moment as he got a sharp look from everyone. They clearly rejected his beliefs. "Well, what happened to me was alarming, but Brother Robbin was able to save me, with Hanes' help of course. I appreciate that and that doesn't mean, Hanes can complain, right? Moreover, I am no longer the responsibility of Daddy," he explained, hoping to unravel the disputes between them, especially her husband and father. Really, he couldn't imagine missing a day without Robbin.

"Easy to understand, isn't it?" Clay no longer knew what to say, while the four men in the room were silent.

The refrigerated workspace was getting colder, the awkward atmosphere hit from various sides. Clay stared at his father for longer, waiting for words to slip from his lips. Wish he changed his mind, if he wished Robbin a farewell.

"Get out Daddy said!" Albert remained strong.

"Okay, once again, without Brother Robbin I languish." Unabashedly, Clay tiptoed— next to Robbin's sturdy arm helped him maintain balance by holding the hips— the lips landed on the husband's rough cheeks. His slender arms also play a circular role in the back and stomach, tightly hugging the sturdy body containing the man.

In reality, Robbin enjoys that gentle touch. Inhaling many soul-soothing scents. He also languished, already half mad away from his wife. After being separated for so long, I no longer wanted to feel it.

Reluctantly, the husbands let each other go. Before leaving, Clay gently rubbed Robbin's thin bearded jaw. This was the first time, she saw her husband looking chaotic. Slowly the fingers go down to the neck, up to the chest and end up on the side of the body.

Robbin's inner eyes scatter with Clay's round eyes, united in a slightly channeled wave of longing. Eroding the feeling of worry at the bottom of the heart, they are grateful to be able to meet again. Love and love emanate real in both pairs of eyes that seem glittering at this time.

Clay and Robbin took a deep breath, deciding to comply with the middle-aged man's request. He forced his feet to step away.

"Darling, close the door, okay?" the orders of Albert and the princess turned the eyeballs, panted.

Accompanied by four pairs of eyes, Clay closed the giant double door leaf-sized workspace of his father.

Robbin's hand was stretched out, pulling the chair that had fallen off earlier. He returned to where he was supposed to be, then sat there. Put the arms in each handle. Because no one opened the conversation first, he began to voice what he wanted.

"Could leave the room for a moment, Jeremy, Hanes," Robbin asked the two people who had no family connection. "Sir Albert, we need to speak with four eyes."

Albert's forehead frowned. "Five minutes I think is more than enough."

The door behind Robbin closed slowly, he glanced past the flat shoulders. Then stand up and get closer, to make sure the two people are not trying to steal a listen.

"I don't accept any defense or excuse for what happened to Clay" Albert said.

"I never thought so." Robbin casually sat back across from Albert's desk. "If you'd earnestly asked me to stay away from—I wouldn't let you win easily. The effort certainly ended in failure, to the point of final blood I was not willing to stay away from your daughter!"

"Omong empty!"

"You need to know, Clay is ultimately more important than my current job" Robbin said.

"You're planning on quitting Rocky's agency? Ha-ha-ha, clever as well apparently, is indeed with the legacy Clay received for what bother to work."

Damnit damnit! Robbin's not that low. Abstinence to receive a dime that is not the result of his sweat. "You think so?"

"No doubt!"

Robbin almost exploded hearing two words of Clay's father's proselytizing. "You hired me once, you should know how much special bodyguards pay."

Albert's defense was a bit of a shake, he knew very well the rewards of Robbin's class bodyguards were quite large. Probably ten times the salary his personal guards received. However, in various aspects, Albert closed his eyes. "Living costs are expensive. I don't want Clay to be miserable."

"This is one proof that you don't know Claymira well" Robbin said.

"What do you mean?" albert asked furiously, how could anyone doubt his role as a parent.

"Like women in essence, Clay does like to be pampered, but not just with money. She's the simplest woman I've ever known, able to compensate for the circumstances around—appreciating what I'm providing."

"Your five minutes are up."

"This time, I let you win. I'll pick him up next time." Robbin smiled before getting out of the chair.

"Don't be too sure" said Albert, he departed from his seat. Walk around the side of the table and end up in front of Robbin.

"More than sure, not just the wife. It's enough that you keep my family a secret, before the marriage deal is made, you promise to bring us together. In fact to this day, not a single piece of good news about them has been heard."

Albert flinched, hurriedly acting calm before Robbin realized his shock. "They're in a safe place, in good shape."

"After constantly threatening their safety, it's easy to say otherwise" Robbin said.