“If one of you comes any closer to me, the knife will be inside my neck,” Crystal gave the bodyguard sharp eyes.

The bodyguards dared not move and could only look at Vic in a dilemma.

Vic heaved a sigh, “Just back off. Miss Crystal, please put down the knife. I’ll take you to Young Master.”

In fact, Crystal’s hand that was holding the knife’s handle was sweating.

She took a light sigh, being happy for the victory.

She knew she would succeed because she knew Nathan well. He always ...