So who did Zachary take after to become such a sucker in love? His feelings for Lulu never changed, and his soft nature hardened because of her too.He was certainly obsessed, but destiny simply did not favor him and Lulu, or there would not have been so much mess.
Half an hour later, Zachary was taken to a personal ward.
“When will he wake up?” Mrs.Slate asked.
“Soon, once the sedative wears off,” the nurse replied.
Mrs.Slate nodded.
Able to tell that Mrs.Slate was worried, the nurse said, “Don’t worry, it’s just a minor surgery.He can leave right after he wakes up.”
“I see.Thank you,”
Mrs.Slate replied and waited there until Zachary regained consciousness.
Diarmuid had destroyed the videos and the scheduled email Harvey had saved.
Harvey was not lying when he said that he had hidden it in a secret room of his study, and they would have had a hard time looking for it if Harvey kept his mouth shut.
Still, he searched Harvey’s study thoroughly again and ensured nothing was left before leaving.
On his way back, he received a call, and answered it when he saw that it was James.
“Sorry, sir..”‘ James apologized.
“I messed up.”
Diarmuid narrowed his eyes.
“What is it?”
James did not try to hide it.
“Harvey got away.”
Harvey and his assistant Enrique had been seriously hurt, so James kept them in the same room without much security.
Diarmuid realized right then that Harvey must have kept everything he had in Sunny City as a diversion.
And once Diarmuid was gone, Harvey would inevitably make his escape —no matter what James did.
Could this be his last resort? Diarmuid could not help pursing his lips— Harvey was really being elaborate with this one.
“I know I should send our people after him, but we’re too late…
He already went abroad.
It’s weird now that I think about it, because he did not linger for a moment, and his outbound flight was arranged with perfect timing.I just don’t get it! How did it pull it off so flawlessly?”
The instant they realized that Harvey was gone, James sent his men to guard the airports and anyplace else he might be, but Harvey made it out anyway.
It even looked like they had arranged their own capture from the timing of that alone.
How else could they have pulled it off so flawlessly? Naturally, recapturing Harvey while he was abroad would be difficult.
“It’s my oversight,” James said, blaming himself inwardly.
Diarmuid took a deep breath and said, “It’s not your fault.
Regardless, we have to find him even if he made it abroad.”
“Yes, sir. I’ll make the arrangements.”
“Good.”
Zachary’s expression darkened when he woke up and saw Mrs.Slate but not Lulu.
“Where is she?!” he asked urgently.
“You’re still asking that now?”
Mrs.Slate sighed.
“Is she the only woman in this world? Do you really can’t live without her? Or would you only stop until she kills you?!”
Zachary glared at her.
“You think Lulu hurt me, don’t you?! I’m telling you that this has nothing to do with her.I hurt myself, so don’t hold it against her.”
Mrs.Slate could die from sheer frustration because of Zachary’s stubbornness right then.
“Look, I apologized like I should and I asked that she make peace, but she refused, demanding that I die for my mistakes while obsessing about the past.So? Do you want me dead to appease her? Just so that you would have a shot? Is love really more important than family to you? That I, the mother who brought you to life, must die for it?!”
Zachary turned his back to her.
“I’ll slowly bring her around—I just need time.Also, everything she did in revenge is understandable.Think about it from her perspective—if you survived a murder attempt by chance, are you really not going to bear no ill will toward the people who tried to kill you?!”
Mrs.Slate lost her patience right then.
“You’re just running in circles.What’s the point?!”
“Just be nice to Lulu, and ignore anything else.She’s human, not a machine, and would eventually understand our sincerity. Quit trying to tell me to give up on Lulu if you still want me as your son.You know what I want after al] this time.”
Mrs.Slate pursed her lips, her tone choking with tears just then.
“You’re my son and you’re hurt, but you’re telling me not to get upset? If the day comes and I really found you dead, I—”
“Enough!”
Zachary sprang up in rage, gritting his teeth in pain since he moved too much and hurt his injury.
“I told you—I did it to myself, and it has nothing to do with her. Why do you have to blame her?! Honestly…”
He was heaving in frustration as he continued to rant, “I arranged it so that you would live with Lulu because I want you two to get along, learn about each other, and build a relationship.
You’re both important to me, but neither of you can let me have some peace! Do you want me dead so badly?!”
“I won’t waste my breath.You’re the one who’s being stubborn here,”
Mrs.Slate growled, and she started to wheel herself out before stopping at the doorway.
“Haven’t you realized that you’re just not meant to be with her?”
Zachary scoffed and snapped, “Don’t you ever say that ever again!”
If they were not meant to be together, would they have ever met and became sweethearts at university? Zachary thought then that his mother was being ridiculous, saying that he and Lulu were not meant to be together! It annoyed him considerably, and he got out of bed.
Mrs.Slate began, ‘You’re hurt”
“I’ll live,” Zachary growled impatiently.
“You’re so annoying.”
Mrs.Slate became silent, while he drove straight home.
Naturally, Lulu was not there, and he expected that.He hung his head as he sat alone on the couch, thinking.
Lulu was staying at the house Ricky rented for her, but she was feeling dispirited for some reason.
She was curled up as she sat on the edge of the couch, unable to stop himself remembering the sight of Zachary stabbing himself in the chest.
Maybe…
Just maybe, his feelings for her were real? She quickly shook her head as soon as the idea took hold, and got out of the couch to leave.
Still, she paused at the doorway after putting on her shoes, hesitating.
Where could she go? Who could she go to? She suddenly felt lonely and she returned inside the house.
Abigail’s image suddenly came to mind, but she had a bad impression of the woman and would rather be alone than go to her.
Abigail was having trouble at work—not because of her competence, but because she was airdropped as the next director of Hotmesh Research without ever working there.
Naturally, most of the employees were at odds with her and would deliberately mess with her, such as by hiding apparatus she needed or just lying outright that they did not have it.
In cases of advanced equipment, they would hog it for themselves without ever allowing her turn.
Some would go as far as to add so much salt in her food that it was inedible.She simply threw away her lunch in response and left the cafeteria after having just a glass of water.
Dennis Turner was arriving for his lunch, and seeing her leaving, he asked, “Have you eaten already?”
Abigail nodded.
“Why don’t we have a chat?”
“Of course.”
Dennis led the way.
“Let’s have a stroll in the garden since you just ate.It’s good for your digestion.”
As Abigail followed him, he asked, “Are you getting accustomed to working here?”
“I am.”
“But I haven’t seen you smile since you’ve been here,” Dennis said, clasping his hand behind his back.
“It’s not as if I’m ignorant of what goes around here, or that everyone is harassing you and it’s affecting your work.So, I’m going to call for a meeting and speak to everyone—”
“Mr.Turner, you’re just going to make it worse if you do.”
Abigail stopped him.She understood everyone’s concern, but proving herself was much better than relying on words alone.She would only establish herself solidly if she had their earnest acknowledgement, and she would not be staying for long if she banked on Dennis for everything.
Moreover, she was not smiling because Diarmuid had not been home for a couple days, leaving her a little confused.It certainly had nothing to do with work, and she would not allow her personal affairs to mess with her career.
“Are you sure?” Dennis asked.
“Yes,”Abigail replied.
“Good.And I can see that you are capable.”
After that, Abigail returned to her work, but found a lunchbox at her seat.She looked around, but there was no one there—everyone was still eating at the cafeteria.
Who could have put it there? She had only spoken with a handful of people since she arrived, let alone made friends.
Still, she sat down, but her gaze darkened when she opened the lunchbox.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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