Daniel pretended to be a native and spoke a fluent language of Madison.

But the man sitting outside the bar didn't seem to care about it. He still said in English: "I need a glass of liquor, thank you."

The cool tone let people feel a strong sense of oppression. The jaw lines were clear, the facial features were handsome, and the eyes were cold.

Daniel felt a chill on his back, turned around to mix drinks, and took out his mobile phone to send a message to Sarah.

'Boss, I met your bodyguard, in Madison!'

Jacob stared at Daniel's back quietly, his slender white fingertips lightly buttoned on the...