My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Taylor thought of the security personnel in the car behind him and looked at Chloe with tears in his eyes:

"Bili?"

"He couldn't hold on."

Chloe shook her head slowly and said sadly: "The only good news is that of the other two people, one was slightly injured and the other person sitting in the back seat is fine."

The sweet and sour pulp was chewed into pieces, and Ethan swallowed it with difficulty.

Danny, that bastard, is really ruthless. First, he blew himself up with his own hands to eliminate any suspicion.

Looking for the right opportunity, another ambush was made on the only way to the hospital.

If the fanatic fan who sent the letter hadn't been caught accidentally, there would really be no suspicion on Danny, after all, he was hurt.

Thinking of this, Ethan shuddered.

"What's wrong?"

Chloe sat across from him and noticed something was wrong with his expression.

"It's nothing." Ethan took another bite of the apple and said silently: "I was thinking, if that fanatic fan hadn't accidentally been caught by us."

"Danny got hurt because of Taylor, what will you do to him?"

"Bodyguard?"

"Salary increase?"

"Stop talking." Taylor quickly interrupted him, and she suddenly shuddered at the thought of being protected by such a person.

Bellis rubbed her arms quickly, and goosebumps appeared on them.

Such a picture is so beautiful that I can’t even imagine it.

"Jingle Bell."

"Buzz buzz."

In the living room, their cell phone suddenly rang, startling them.

Not only Taylor's phone, but the other two people's phones were also vibrating crazily.

When the news came out, it stirred up waves.

All stakeholders, relatives and friends, all called.

However, no one answered the phone. Chloe and Bellis were both staring at Taylor. Now she had to set a tone before she could decide what to say to the outside world.

All news released to the outside world must be confirmed again and again.

Otherwise, once a mistake occurs, things will quickly become unmanageable.

Ethan also picked up his phone and clicked on Facebook.

The topic of Taylor Swift possibly being assaulted is rising like a rocket.

The popularity has already exploded, but now another spoonful of oil has been poured on it.

This gave Ethan another layer of understanding of Taylor's popularity.

Taylor stared blankly at the pictures on the TV. The attack clips kept repeating, and the blood-stained windshield kept hurting her heart.

Her thoughts were extremely confused now and she didn't know what to do.

The phone kept ringing, making her feel even more irritable.

"Crack!"

There was another crisp sound, and the sound of biting an apple seemed very pleasant at this time.

This sound caught Taylor's attention.

She turned her head and asked after hesitating for a moment: "Please help me make an idea!"

"I?"

Ethan freed up a finger, poked himself, and opened his mouth in surprise: "Did I hear correctly?"

"That's right."

Taylor said firmly: "I will do whatever you say!"

"What."

"You can't be so willful!"

Her agent and personal assistant changed their expressions upon hearing this, and quickly shouted to dissuade her.

It is too impulsive to leave such an important matter to a stranger to decide.

"I think they're right."

Ethan licked his lips: "This is your life, you should make your own decision."

"I believe you." Taylor stretched out his hand to the side.

She stopped the two people who wanted to continue talking and looked at Ethan steadily.

"Snapped!"

The apple core drew an arc and fell into the trash can.

Ethan slowly shook out another cigarette, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled the smoke.

This appearance made Chloe clutch her hands anxiously. This guy was a bodyguard. He must have wanted Taylor to hide so that he would not have to bear any responsibility.

"Do you remember what you said in the car?" Ethan looked at Taylor and said slowly:

"What doesn't kill me will only make me stronger!"

Taylor couldn't help but follow him and utter this famous quote from the German philosopher Nietzsche.

"That's right." Ethan nodded and said:

"Submit your fears, that's what Danny wants to see, and that's what he wants to influence you."

"Don't be influenced by him, don't be afraid."

“Beat it, beat the fear.”

"In the end, you will find that he is just a little ant in your life journey."

Taylor's eyes slowly regained their light following Ethan's words.

"I know what to do."

She turned back to look at Chloe and said firmly: "Just follow your plan. I am a fighter. I always have been and I will always be in the future."

"certainly."

Chloe nodded heavily: "You are the strongest girl I have ever seen."

The phone that kept ringing was quickly answered, and they began to communicate with the outside world according to the words agreed in advance.

"Mommy!"

Taylor also made a personal phone call to report to his family that he was safe.

There was still a slight tremor in his voice when he spoke, but it was much better than before.

After almost ten minutes, the voices on the phone stopped one after another.

On the TV, another emergency announcement appeared:

"The latest news is that Taylor Swift felt unwell due to rehearsals and did not go to the hospital."

"She is safe now and did not suffer any harm."

The host took the script and read quickly: "She expressed shock at the attack on security personnel and hoped that the Chicago Police Department could arrest the murderer as soon as possible."

"In the evening, she will hold a press conference about the incident."

Taylor grabbed the remote control and turned off the TV.

She didn't need to look at the reaction from the outside world to know what was going on.

It’s nothing more than endless speculation and bottomless conspiracy theories.

"It was you who asked me to continue holding the concert." Taylor turned around and squeezed out a smile: "Then, my life and safety will be completely handed over to you."

Although he said that was his job, it gave people the feeling of being on a pirate ship for no reason.

Ethan rolled his eyes, shrugged and said:

"I strongly doubt now, are you waiting for me here?"

"I don't care."

Taylor pursed his lips and said softly: "Change your clothes quickly, we need to go to the hospital to see the injured person."

Whether it's public relations or a show.

It is a good thing to have this intention. What is most scary is that the people below are going through life and death, and the people above are indifferent.

Ethan nodded and stood up, walking to the second floor alone.

It didn't take long before he changed into a suit of his own.

He walked down the stairs wearing an extremely fitting handmade custom-made suit, his fingertips tapping lightly on the wooden handrails, and his leather shoes making a crisp sound on the marble stairs.

"You look like this."

Chloe, who was sitting on the sofa, stared at it, then realized: "It doesn't seem very suitable, does it?"

He didn't look like a security guard, but he looked like a handsome young man.