All Chapters of Sinful Obsession: Her Bodyguard : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The sales girl straightened herself up. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I had no idea." She said.The customers subconsciously moved backwards."Please, how can I help you? We are just a small paint shop, we have nothing on us and we are liscenced too. I have my license here, I can show it to you...." "You talk too much, Miss. What is going on here?" Chief Reynolds asked."We are having a carnival. It is a four day carnival which started three days ago and ends today." She explained.Chelsea and her father exchanged glances."Really? This carnival thing...how is it like? What happens?" Chelsea questioned."It's a way of advertising our products and we've gotten lots of sales. People come here, have picnics, do face paints, finger paints and different things with paints. My sister is over there, she sells marshmallows for the kids. I'd say it's more childlike though, just a few adults actively participate in it." She explained and Chelsea nodded."Dad, it's just kids. I don't think Amelia was her

Chelsea stomped to the front of the station. She took out her phone and booked a ride to the dorm, silently regretting not owning a car yet and biting her lips as she waited for the ride to arrive. As soon as the car came, she matched forward towards it and in the process of trying to get in, she stomped her foot on the edge of the car."Ouch! Stupid car!" She hissed in pain."Are you okay ma'am?" The driver asked, filled with concern, but instead he got a glare from Chelsea in response."It is none of your business. Just drive!" She snapped at him.The driver didn't say anything else, he simply started the car and drove off towards the dorm, while Chelsea occasionally touched her sore foot, trying to nurse it."Ma'am, are you sure you are okay? We could stop at a clinic so you could have your foot checked." The driver suggested and Chelsea scoffed."Are you hard of hearing? Or don't you know what mind your own business mean? Aha..hold on. You just spoke about my foot which means you

"Dad,is there a new update?" Chelsea questioned curiously as soon as her father arrived. Chief Reynolds sighed as he took off his jacket and threw it to the back seat."Well, apparently, Mr Brown has a tracker on his phone." He revealed and Chelsea's eyes narrowed."Yes! Yes he does! I remember! He once followed Amelia and I when we went to the arcade." She said, then she frowned. "But why didn't he use it all this while we've been searching for her?" She added."He said his head had been muddled up and he just didn't think of it then. Well, now he has remembered that, so we should make a good use of it." Chief Reynolds said and then he walked away,towards Mr Brown"Alright, is everything set?" He questioned."Yes, Chief." Mr Brown responded."Okay, can I see the tracker?" Chief Reynolds asked and Mr Brown handed his phone to him."Okay..." He mumbled as he stared at the phone, trying to track Amelia's car."From the look of things, she is still around this vicinity." Chief Reynolds

Charlie's car was parked a few meters away from the hotel. The hotel was close to the beach. The beach he had kept Amelia's car was very close to the hotel so he had come to monitor it to know when the police would find it when he noticed them around there, but they weren't coming towards the beach, instead they were going to the hotel. He watched closely as he couldn't tell who they were there for. He was just about to peel his eyes away from them when he noticed Mr Brown. His brows creased. He wondered what he was doing there with the police. But he knew that whatever it is they were doing had something to do with Amelia.He immediately brought out his phone and dialled Rey. "Speak." Rey ordered as soon as the line connected."I am currently monitoring the car like you ordered, and I just saw Amelia's father and the police go into the hotel close to the beach." Charlie revealed."Are you sure about that? Are you sure he is her father?" Rey questioned."Yes I am hundred percent sur

Chelsea leaned against the car's headrest as her father drove home. Neither of them were talking to each other. It was drizzling and Chelsea's gaze was fixed on the water splashes on the window. Soon, Chief Reynolds pulled up at the garage."Here we are." He said and without turning to look at Chelsea, he unlocked the door and got out of the car. Chelsea sighed and got out too. It was clear they were both disturbed by something. Chelsea didn't know what was wrong with her father, but he knew exactly what was going on with her.She went straight up to her bedroom where she exhaustedly fell on the bed and curled herself up without even taking off her shoes. Chief Reynolds walked into the master bedroom to see his wife on the bed."You're back." Lauren remarked with her eyes still glued to the TV screen.Chief Reynolds looked around the room, there were clothes strewn everywhere."Lauren, why is the whole place messed up? These are your clothes." He complained.Lauren rolled her eyes