I could not believe his parents would do something like that even if we are not going to buy everything in the mall. I'm not even sure what Charles wanted to buy for me. "Miss Chloie, could you wait here for a sec?" Charles said. "Don't worry, I'll leave two of the security guards to keep an eye on you." "I'm fine even if no one will keep an eye on me, Charles. Really. You can have all the security guards come with you." I proposed. Since he offered that to me, it is the perfect opportunity for me to escape. But I cannot do that when someone is keeping an eye on me. All I have to do is to pretend that I am window shopping and once they are out of sight, I'll rush to the exit, hail a cab, and fly away. "It's all right, Miss Clarkson." says one of the security guards. "Mrs. Bridgerton also advised us to be more focused on your safety. The Young Master will heal once hurt but you're not." My brain doesn't know what that means but I have to do something to m