Jenna Roland put down the remote when she saw the sisters were awake. "Hungry? I can order takeout for you."

Stella Laurent rubbed her eyes. "No, we're fine. Were you watching TV?"

"Yeah," Jenna nodded. "By the way, Yvonne Valois sent people over earlier. They tried to leave a dead rat at the door, but my security cameras caught them."

She grinned and waved her fist. "I had the bodyguards beat the crap out of them!"

Sylvia Savigny sat bolt upright. "They found us already?"

Stella's face turned pale, her fingers twisting the hem of her shirt.

Jenna reassured them, "Don't worry. I've hired bodyguards. They'll protect you from now on."

Sylvia stood and bowed deeply to Vincent Roland and Quentin Blanchet. "Thank you."

Vincent scratched his head sheepishly. "No big deal. Don't mention it."

Quentin glanced curiously at Jenna. "Aren't you going to introduce us, Miss Roland?"

Jenna blinked. "This is Stella and Sylvia, my friends. And these two are Quentin and Vincent. Feel free to call them if you need anything."

Quentin gave a warm smile. "We've got plenty of free time. Just say the word."

Vincent rolled up his sleeves to flex. "Ten guys wouldn't stand a chance against us!"

Stella giggled. "Then we'll be counting on you, Quentin, Vincent."

Jenna narrowed her eyes. These two had never been this eager to impress in front of her before.

Sylvia suddenly turned serious. "Jenna, since they beat up Yvonne's men, she'll definitely come after you."

Jenna waved dismissively. "I've got bodyguards. She can't touch me."

What she didn't know was that her husband Ethan Roscente, CEO of HM Group, wielded immense power. If Yvonne dared lay a finger on Jenna, Ethan would make her regret being born.

Vincent and Quentin exchanged glances before cautiously suggesting, "Should we call Zachary and the others over too?"

Jenna refused firmly. "No. Someone needs to keep watch at the orchard."

She hadn't forgotten how Victor Roland's family was eyeing the property like vultures.