In the driver’s seat, Bruce practically felt the temperature in the car drop by several degrees. He glanced out of the window and saw what the Young Master was looking at. He turned back, his scalp tingling uneasily.

“I’ll go see what’s going on now, Young Master”.

“Go. And while you’re at it, get that man’s hands off my wife”.

Right now, he was pretending to be unable to walk, so he couldn’t get out of the car. Had it been up to him, he would have smacked that man’s hands ...