Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 577

At ten o’clock that morning, Carey knocked on the door of the Starlight Entertainment CEO’s office.

She stepped inside, leading the candidate for the personal bodyguard position.

“Ms. Kensington, this is Mr. Monroe, here for the bodyguard interview.”

Briony looked up from the stack of paperwork in front of her.

The man was tall—so tall that even Carey, who stood around five-foot-seven, seemed petite beside him.

He wore all black: a tracksuit, a baseball cap pulled low, and a surgical mask covering most of his face. Only his eyes were visible, the rest of him hidden away.

Carey handed over the interview file.

Briony glanced down at the papers.

Blair Monroe, thirty-eight years old. Ten years of experience with an international security firm. Retired after a work-related injury. Highly skilled, single, and available for round-the-clock assignments.

The photo attached was from a decade ago.

Briony looked up, her gaze settling on the man’s face. “Could you take off your mask so I can get a look at you?”

The man met her eyes, his voice deep and steady. “My face was badly burned. I don’t want to startle you.”

Burned?

Briony frowned. “The accident you mentioned in your file—was it a fire? Is that why your face is scarred?”

Blair nodded. “Yes.”

Briony studied him, an inexplicable suspicion creeping in. She knew it was irrational, maybe even unfair, but she couldn’t help herself.

“If you’re going to be my personal bodyguard, I need to know everything about you. I’m not going to judge you for an accident, but I do need to know what you look like.”

Blair hesitated, then slowly reached up and removed his mask.