Noble Husband At the Door

Chapter 83

"Woody, what are you doing, these people..."

"For f*ck’s sake, quit talking nonsense. Shut up," Woody ordered sharply.

The petite woman was shocked. Was it possible that the security guards in Cloudridge Hill Villas were

all big shots? Why would he have such a fierce reaction if that were not the case?

"You... You look familiar. Are you from the Cohen family?" The security chief walked up to Woody and

asked coldly.

Cold sweat suddenly appeared on Woody's back and h e immediately said, "Give me a chance, bro. I

was just curious. It won’t happen again."

"Hmph," the security snorted coldly, then said, "Come with me. The Cohen family has lived here for

several years, and it’s not like you don’t know the rules. Since you've already trespassed into someone

else's place, you should know what price you'll have to pay."

Woody was so scared that his legs became weak. 'Go with him?' He heard that the management had a

special room to deal with people who broke the rules. A few years ago, a rich man's son went in there

and came out with a broken leg. After that, the family did not even dare to make a peep and left Cloud

City completely.

"Bros, this is my first time. Please be kind and let me off the hook. Just let it pass this one time," Woody

begged for mercy.

The responsibility of a security chief was to maintain the rules of Cloudridge Hill Villas and prevent

anyone from destroying it. After all, it was a place for the rich and they valued their privacy

tremendously. If that incident was revealed to others, Cloudridge Hill Villas' reputation would

undoubtedly be affected, and even the Skye family’s good name would be tarnished too. That was not

a responsibility that he could bear.

"Your words are useless. Follow me." The security chief reached out and grabbed Woody's shoulder.

Woody was filled with regret in his heart and blamed that damn woman. All of that would not have

happened if it were not for her!

"What's the matter?" Samuel walked over at that point and asked the security chief.

The security chief had already received news that the person in front of him was the new owner of the

hillside villa. He immediately showed deference to the man and said, "Mr. Hannigan, this person is

snooping around your area. I was just going to bring him back with me. Don't worry. If anyone breaks

the rules of the Cloudridge Hill Villas, I'll definitely make sure to deal with them properly."

Woody looked at Samuel blankly. The security chief's attitude toward him was so respectful, but was he

not just a member of the renovation company? Could it b e...

Impossible! He drove an Audi! How could someone with such a trashy car be eligible to live in a hillside

villa?

"He's my friend. It's all good, you guys... Oh, by the way, I need two buses from the management on

the fifteenth of next month," Samuel said. Whenever a large number of guests had to enter the villa

area, it was paramount that the management was informed i n advance. It was also necessary to use

the management's vehicles to avoid having too many private cars blocking the road to the hill.

It had to be acknowledged that there were many rules within Cloudridge Hill Villas, but the basis of

each rule was to protect the rights and privacy of the owners there.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

The security chief glanced at Woody. Samuel was clearly helping him because he would not have

lurked outside if he really was a friend. However, he could not say much since Samuel did not seem to

mind Woody.

"Rest assured, Mr. Hannigan, I’ll definitely help you make preparations," the security chief said.

"Thanks for your trouble. That's it for now. You may leave," Samuel said.

After those security personnel left, Woody wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He was not a fool

and immediately knew that Samuel was the owner of the hillside villa, otherwise Samuel would not

have been able to tell them to leave.

At the thought of being taken to the management, Woody walked to Samuel with a grateful look and

said, "Brother Hannigan, thank you. If it weren't for you, I would’ve been miserable today."

Samuel smiled faintly and said, "Since you're well aware of Cloudridge Hill Villas' rules, don't just break

them. You won't have such good luck next time."

"Yes, yes, yes." Woody nodded repeatedly. When he met Samuel at the entrance of the villa area,

Woody never would have thought he was such a low-key person; living in a hillside villa but driving an

Audi A 6. The important thing was that he helped Woody solve that thorny situation.

"Brother Hannigan, my name is Woody Cohen. If there’s anything I can do for you in the future, please

don’t hesitate to ask."