Although the bodyguards were agile, they obviously didn't expect her to come over, and there wasn't enough time to hide.
"Madam..." The burly bodyguard stepped forward with a resigned look, bowing to her respectfully, a young face showing deference, "May I ask if there's anything you need?"
Emma Benson glanced at the bodyguard. The man looked very young, probably a few years younger than her, very well-built, likely over six feet tall, and seemed to be in excellent shape.
"Come with me." She waved her hand and turned back.
The bodyguard followed behind her, during which he gave a signal to other lurking bodyguards, indicating for them to stay alert, keeping an eye on the surroundings to prevent any suspicious individuals from approaching.
