Grace and Kristi were the two agents Milk decided would be best for the job for ensuring Sari's safety. Although one would have been enough, she also knew how boring it would be to put them into school again.

Hence, the two were also meant to be company for each other, and to allow a much more seamless method of tailing Sari. Milk knew that the security detail could be boring, but it had to be done.

This way, Kyle could have peace of mind as he focused on more important things.

So sacrifices had to be made. Grace and Kristi were the ones who were sacrificed in this case.

As Nialla read the latest report by them, she wondered whether she ought to tell Kyle about it. He entrusted her fully to handle Sari's security and had told her to inform him only if there were any danger signs.

Nialla tapped the file.

There was no danger per se, but there was a rather worrying observation by Grace. The problem was, it had nothing to do with the sort of danger that Kyle was thinking about.

Nialla looked back at the studious form of Kyle, then back at the file.

She shook her head.

No, this was something rather personal and it had everything to do with Sir's girlfriend's personality. This was something that Sari herself would have to go through and learn, rather than have Sir step in.

He had a lot on his plate right now, and having to pander to his girlfriend would not be beneficial to him. He calls her practically everyday, even though it was difficult.

Nialla decided that she was not going to interfere with Sir's choice of a life partner - but that did not include having to do things for her. Not until she is officially his, that is. For now, that girl had to grow on her own.

With this thought, Nialla sent an order to the two girls : 'Continue to observe and step in only when necessary'

Back at Country Tz, the two agents got the message.

"What does it mean, 'step in only when necessary'?" Grace asked, looking at Kristi, "We don't need to eliminate Dina?"

Kristi frowned as she looked at Grace, "What the heck are you talking about? Do you hear yourself? Eliminate?"

"She's maligning Sir!" Grace hissed, "I mean, come on. That's enough to already send the death warrant!"

Kristi rolled her eyes, "She's a kid, Grace. She's not endangering Sir's life in any way."

"One stupid girl believing the sort of nonsense another stupid girl is feeding her with," Grace mumbled, "Can I at least push her down the stairs?"

"Who? Dina or Sari?"

Grace grinned.

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Sam was having a headache now.

The moment Kyle got back, his work tripled.

The problem was, he had to do all of this in secret, without tipping anyone off. If they were to see him work more than normal, that would have raised flags.

Sam knew that the probability of him being monitored by the enemy was high. It was not a secret that he is Kyle's PA, and for the past two years, he had been living the 'normal' life of a teenager in school.

Except for the fact that he is now an engaged man.

So if he was to suddenly do things out of the norm, the enemy would be alerted.

In the end, he had moved to Kyle's house as that allowed him security and easy access to MIB's branch below Shifu's house. Xing Han still stayed at Shifu's house since his boyfriend was there and that only gave Sam the excuse he needed to constantly visit.

For this, he had also got his parents to move to another city and MIB managed to secure different jobs for them there. This allowed Sam the reason to stay at Kyle's house without raising any suspicion.

He didn't think anyone would know that was Kyle's house but it was better to be safe than sorry. The records at the Land Office was for public viewing anyway, and Kyle didn't want to tamper with those records.

Right now, he was at Shifu's house and was on babysitting duties, of all things.

Hawthorne had to bring May to the hospital as she was feeling rather sick, and Shifu was away on a short holiday with his wife. Xing Han had tagged along with Nitocris to his office so there was no one else at home.

Sam looked at the one-year-old baby gurgling in the cot and he couldn't help thinking about the future. And his own kids. With Betty.

He was good with books, and reading, and analysis.

This, though.

This was a human being.

A little human being.

The headache was getting worse.

How on Earth could Hawthorne trust him with his son?!

Sam prayed the doctor's visit would not take long.

Fortunately, Baby Joshua was a good baby and didn't cry unnecessarily. Sam studied the baby's face and felt it looked like a wrinkled potato.

Would his kids look like a wrinkled potato?

He shook his head.

Definitely not.

Betty was so adorable, so there was no way his kids would turn out weird.

Sam poked Joshua's cheek and the baby didn't react. He was too busy staring at his own hands, as if it was some sort of unique puzzle to decipher. He was clenching his fist and opening it. Clenching, opening.

His face has this really studious expression as he did so, and he didn't appear to be tired doing so.

With a sigh, Sam sat back down and continued his work.

He didn't think Kyle would return due to his vague observations about the undercurrent he felt was there. In six months, Kyle actually managed to find evidence about the move.

Kyle had planted numerous bugs and compiled all the rumours, no matter how small.

From there, a pattern was discovered.