Chapter 10 " Don't be afraid , sweeties . I just hired some very experienced tutors to help Darry with his ... studies . That's all . " She then stroked Elton's head , her smile widening into something less gentle . " Elty , if you don't behave , I'll hire some tutors for you , too . " Elton , the sweet , innocent ten - year - old , was so frightened that he immediately scrambled off and ran back to his room to hide . Utterly worried , Norma approached Cordelia . " Mrs. Beasley , are you quite sure this is the right way to handle Mr. Darrell ? " " Of course , " Cordelia replied without a hint of doubt . Then she turned to Declan , who was behind her , the smile on her face remaining the same . " Declan ? What do you think ? " Suddenly put on the spot , Declan was caught completely off guard . He wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead , feigning calm . Then , without a word , he simply turned and walked away . The entire afternoon passed to the soundtrack of Darrell's howls of misery . Cordelia , however , acted casually , as if she hadn't heard anything . Everyone in the villa was whispering the same thing - she was ruining her own son . When she caught wind of this , she simply rolled her eyes . " Give me a break . What do you know ? I'm just guiding him back onto the right track . " At first , Darrell hadn't fully grasped the meaning of " personal bodyguards " . Then he realized he wasn't allowed to take a single step out of his room . Furious , he threw a punch aimed directly at the nearest bald man's face . Though he'd never had formal training , years of street fights had honed his instincts . His fists were fast , too fast for most people to dodge , Yet , in the next second , a powerful hand caught his arm , and he was thrown effortlessly over a broad shoulder . He landed hard on the floor with a dull thud , and a sharp , breathtaking pain shot through his entire body , forcing in- voluntary tears to his eyes . 0.0 % 09:33 Chapter 10 " Fuck ... " 1288 ¡ Vouchers It took him several minutes just to breathe normally again . Rage flared up , and he pointed at their noses , snapping , " Who the fuck are you ? Why are you in my room ? I don't need any bodyguards ! Get the fuck out ! " Yet , the polite smiles on the ten bodyguards ' faces didn't falter at all . " Mr. Darrell, Ms. Fernandez hired us to protect you , " one of them said . " According to her requests , you're not allowed to take a step out of your room during your suspension . But other than that , you can do whatever you want . " Except , of course, for fighting . " Darrell saw red , and he had an urge to hurl all ten of them out of his window . Only now did he understand what Cordelia had meant by " guides you properly " . But he was never one to admit defeat . He said , " Is that what my mom said ? I can do anything I want as long as I stay in my room ? " The bodyguards nodded . He coldly snorted and sat astride on the computer desk defiantly , " So , I assume you have no objections to me smok- ing and gaming ? " " Of course . " One of them even handed him a pack of cigarettes . He took it , a flicker of defiant determination in his eyes . Surely , if he smoked nonstop , they'd rush over to stop him . He lit a cigarette with a sharp click of the lighter . Then , he blew a perfect smoke ring in front of the bodyguards , flashing a triumphant , provocative smile . They remained standing in a circle , their expressions not changing at all . Under their impassive gazes , Darrell finished one cigarette after another . After he had smoked nearly a full pack , his lungs finally rebelled . He doubled over , consumed by a violent , wracking cough . The bodyguards seemed to have anticipated this . One of them stepped forward , offering a glass of water with infuriating consideration . Though he wanted to refuse , his body betrayed him . His hand shot out and grabbed the glass at once . 40.0 % 09:33 Chapter 10 After gulping down the water , he was overwhelmed by a great sense of humiliation . No way . He would not be defeated ! To salvage his pride , he stubbornly lit another cigarette , then another . Soon , the room was so thick with hazy smoke that the figures of the ten bodyguards faded into silhouettes . Finally , he cracked. He tossed the cigarette aside and let out a miserable wail . " Fuck ! This brand is disgusting ! I'm done ! I can't endure it anymore ! " The ten bodyguards immediately broke into grins , looking genuinely thrilled for him . " Amazing ! Mr. Darrell , good for you ! " they burst into synchronized applause and exclaimed in unison . Fighting the urge to scream , Darrell spun around and booted up his computer . Maybe he couldn't keep smoking all the time . But playing video games ? That was a completely different matter . When it came to games , he could go on forever , and surely , those damned bald guys would surrender ! However , he was too naive . 79.7 %