Chapter 42 Bodyguards are like robots

Third person's POV

"Are you sure you're okay?" Mark asked Marina again after Ethan and Rachel left. His voice was filled with concern, causing Marina to smile.

"I'm fine, really. That bastard's hand didn't even touch me... thanks to you." She answered with a huge smile.

Mark released her shoulders and clasped his hands behind his back, looking a bit awkward. "By the way, you haven't told me your name."

Marina suddenly remembered. "It's Mark, and I know yours is Marina since your friend introduced you earlier."

"Mark... Mark who?" She inquired, trying to remember if she had heard his name or seen him somewhere before. It would be impossible for a person without a profound, powerful, or well-known surname to be at a party like this.

Mark hesitated before shaking his head. "Just Mark."

Marina frowned. Why was he hiding his last name? Could he be like one of those billionaire's heirs who love keeping their identity a secret? Or could he be hiding from someone? Or was he one of those wanna