He was already in this state, yet he still had time to harass his wife? He clearly had too much time on his hands. Just then, Layne called Baron. "Well, well, you finally decided to answer your phone?" Layne’s tone was dripping with sarcasm right from the start. Baron knew he was overwhelmed and frustrated with work, so he chuckled and said, "Listen to you. What kind of way is that to talk?" "What do you want to hear? When are you going to find me a vice president? I need to go home for matchmaking!" Layne had to resort to talking about matchmaking just to get his workload reduced. When Baron heard this, he quickly said, "I’ll find one right away. I’ll find one for you right now, alright?" "I’m telling you, if a vice president isn’t here by the time I get off work tonight, I’m quitting tomorrow!" Layne hung up immediately after speaking. Baron was exasperated. Where was he supposed to find a vice president at such short notice? An image of someone suddenly flashed in Baron’s mind. Right. That person had been living quietly for several years now. It was time for them to come out and stretch their legs. He glanced at Natalie, who was still resting, knowing she was exhausted.Baron got up, took a shower, got dressed, and quickly left the room. He found the hotel manager in the lobby on the first floor and gave instructions. "Do not allow anyone to disturb my wife’s rest in the presidential suite, understand? If she wakes up and is hungry, she will naturally have you send things up. Also, secure the presidential suite. No one is allowed up there. You must guarantee my wife's personal safety." The hotel manager naturally didn't dare to disobey Baron’s orders. Even so, Baron was still worried. He immediately had Shauna bring his own men to guard the hotel from below. After doing all this, Baron sent a message to Natalie’s phone. "Honey, I have to leave for an urgent matter. If you wake up and you’re hungry, just order some food or take a taxi home. I don’t know when I’ll be back. Call me when you get home." After finishing all this, Baron hailed a taxi and left the hotel. Natalie did not sleep very soundly. Logically, she should have slept very deeply after such vigorous exercise with Baron, but for some reason, she woke up not long after he left. Her body was exhausted, so tired she could have slept forever, but her mind was wide awake, as if there was something she needed to do. Natalie got up, took a shower, and saw Baron’s text. She noted that only forty minutes had passed. She didn't rush to message Baron back. Instead, she changed her clothes and left the hotel, intending to take a taxi back to the studio. For some reason, she kept feeling like there was something she hadn't finished at the studio. But just then, she suddenly heard a cry for help from the alley next to her."Help!" The voice sounded very suppressed, as if the person’s mouth was being covered. Natalie paused, thinking she had misheard. She instinctively started to walk toward the alley but was stopped by bodyguards. "Ma’am, Mr. Baron ordered us to protect you here. This alley is very secluded. It’s better if you don’t go over." When Natalie heard they were men Baron had left behind, she immediately felt at ease. She hadn’t dared to go into the alley alone. She had only heard the cry for help and wanted to see if it was real. If it was, she would have called the police. But now that she saw the bodyguards Baron had left, she had an idea. "You two, come with me and take a look." The bodyguards did not agree with her request. "Ma’am, let’s not get involved in other people’s business. Mr. Baron’s instruction was to protect you." Natalie knew they meant well, but she was still a little angry at the moment. "Did Baron tell you to listen to me or not?" "Mr. Baron did say that." "Then I am now ordering you to follow me and see what’s happening in that alley. Is there a problem?" Natalie’s voice wasn’t loud, nor did it show any fluctuation, but her tone put an inexplicable pressure on the bodyguards. They felt like they were seeing Baron’s shadow in Natalie. "We apologize, Ma’am. We were wrong. We’ll go right over." The bodyguards stepped aside, ready to follow Natalie's arrangements completely.Natalie was satisfied. Only then did she step into the alley. As she got closer, Natalie heard the distinct sounds of a struggle. "Let go of me! Bastards! Do you know who I am? How dare you do this to me! I’ll kill you for this!" The voice was somewhat familiar. An image of someone quickly flashed through Natalie’s mind. Was it her? She paused for a moment. However, her good upbringing only made her hesitate for a second. She then quickly turned to the bodyguards behind her and said in a low voice, "Go rescue her! Do not reveal our identities."