If he doesn't like Yaritza, what does it have to do with him in the first place? He let go and returned home, and at most, he would be a little more cautious around Jared on normal days. He silently paid attention to potential obstacles, and even if the Winthrop family came to talk, it wouldn't be a big deal. But this matter stopped at Yaritza's head. If she was gone, Zachary wouldn't be at ease and would worry about her. It didn't matter if he didn't like Yaritza; whether Yaritza became a rival or not, or whether the Winthrop family was influenced by Yaritza's presence, was extremely insignificant. Now that he liked Yaritza, everything should be approached differently. He couldn't let himself be taken advantage of by others. If anyone wanted to fight Yaritza, they should face Zachary directly. He couldn't sit idly by. He had to find out who was behind him and who was secretly manipulating the Hezekiah Head case.Zachary spent half a day contemplating in his room, deciding to take act
"Hezekiah Head, why haven't we been affected by all this chaos? Is there something unresolved?""No one should touch Yaritza. Why do you think you should intervene? Hezekiah Head may be easily swayed, but Yaritza might not be. The political landscape is complicated and unpredictable, so we need to be cautious. Sitting idle here won't help. It's better to investigate and uncover any potential troublemakers lurking beneath the surface.""So, what do you suggest?""It would be ideal if we can expose the hidden troublemakers. Even if we can't, we should ensure Yaritza's safety. If Hezekiah Head dies and there is no direct link to Yaritza, the other side won't have any grounds to accuse us. When dealing with a problem, we need to consider the motives of those involved. Why are they targeting Yaritza?" Zachary looked displeased. Furthermore, this wasn't just about dealing with a problem; it also involved interfering in his future relationship.Jared looked into Zachary's eyes, his eyelids t
Cory walked forward, leaped onto Zachary lying on the ground, and lifted a pair of teary eyes to look at him. Despite the aftereffects of the dog's bite, Zachary's heart was filled with overwhelming grief that he couldn't cry out. This was the first time he had cried so uncontrollably. With a tear-streaked face, Zachary looked at Cory and embraced her tightly. His eyes were filled with tears as he sighed, "Cory, why is it so difficult to like someone?" Because of the situation with Yaritza in the local area, Zachary's plans were exposed, and he couldn't turn back. Once he had taken this step, there was no retreat. He had to rely on the support and strength of others to keep moving forward and find opportunities. It was also for his power and influence in the country. Perhaps in the future, he could make use of it. If he retreated, these people might become a threat when they approached him using other means. Zachary and Cory stayed there for four days, making careful arrangements and
"Is something wrong?" Zachary asked, but Yaritza replied, "Wait for me for two minutes. I'll go to the instance to trade with you." After a two-second silence, Yaritza said, "Rare items like the Mystic Jade cannot be traded. Only items obtained from instances can be traded between players in the same instance. There's a ten-minute window for trading, and once it expires, trading is impossible." "Oh, I see." Yaritza felt frustrated. She had played the instance for half a year but still hadn't obtained the rare item. It was during her first instance run when she finally encountered it. She couldn't believe it—5.6 million points! She had thought it would be around 400,000 points. The market price for rare items was usually between 700,000 and 1.2 million points. Yaritza clicked on the face-to-face interaction with Zachary's character and suddenly noticed that Zachary was training in archery. Archery! Archery! How did he know? "How did you learn archery?" "I learned it from the top-le
Zachary returned to his position in front of Yaritza, giving her enough space to get into the car. Yaritza didn't dare to reject him. Whenever she met Zachary, she felt a sense of fulfillment, as if he could fill up all her free time. For example, she had a lunch meeting today, and as soon as it ended, Zachary intercepted her before she could even reach the office. He dragged her to the supermarket, claiming he hadn't tasted her cooking in a long time and was craving it. The two spent two hours strolling through the supermarket, pushing the shopping cart filled with groceries back home. Yaritza didn't even have time to rest, and the hungry Zachary already pulled her into the kitchen. They cooked dinner together and finished cleaning the dining area and kitchen by 10 p.m. It was past 10, time to rest, but Zachary wanted Yaritza to play games with him. Yaritza had to borrow her housekeeper's desktop computer and use her laptop to play the game together, immersed in the virtual world. Bu
Yaritza was exhausted from playing games for two hours straight. She was getting impatient and wished she could bite Zachary to vent her frustration. She moved her mouse, stood up, stretched her body, and vigorously shook her neck a few times. She said, "Work is done, let's sleep!" Since leaving the company around 5 p.m., Zachary had been tormenting her until now. She was so tired that her eyes were bloodshot. She threw Zachary onto the guest room bed and rolled away. Sleep. Zachary felt relieved, but Yaritza was too tired to fall asleep. She rested her head on the pillow and fell asleep immediately. When she woke up and got out of bed, Zachary had prepared breakfast on the table—eggs, steak, and milk. Yaritza remembered that she had already finished drinking the milk at home, and she hadn't even bought a new one. The steak in her pantry was not the same kind either! She looked at Zachary suspiciously and said, "Zachary, you haven't been here for half a year. Even if there were left
Yaritza lowered her gaze and asked, "Are you talking about Chase Christensen?" "I don't like that person. My instincts don't like him, and my intuition rejects him." "Because of me?" Zachary shook his head and said, "No!" Yaritza pondered for a moment and asked, "Did you come back this time because Chase Christensen got married? Because of me?" Zachary had traveled to so many places, why did he intentionally come back here? "Chase Christensen getting married has nothing to do with me, but you have a connection with him because you like her," Zachary tilted his head in contemplation for a long time before saying, "It just feels strange." "What's strange about it?" Zachary looked at Yaritza and said, "It's strange to see you struggling, to see you in pain." Yaritza laughed and said, "Which eye of yours saw me struggling and in pain?" Zachary playfully teased Yaritza's thin chin, glanced at her with a sly smile, and asked, "By the way, Graham, who do you long for?" Yaritza's eye
Yaritza said, "Zachary, don't let anyone know you were injured when you returned home. Let's pretend that today's incident never happened." "Yes!" Secretary Rowe replied and left the room. Yaritza sighed silently, turned around, and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Zachary. She couldn't help but think, "Zachary, whether it was in my or your past life, we owe each other. We're destined to be intertwined in this lifetime." She could see what Zachary was trying to do. She wasn't made of steel and could feel how he cared for her, like a newborn baby. For the first time, Yaritza's heart ached for Zachary. His pain was a manifestation of his love for her. Zachary's pain also meant being close to her and enduring hardships. Pain and unwillingness intertwined. Yaritza sat quietly on the edge of the bed for a while, and Secretary Rowe brought her a mat and cleaning tools. After washing her face, she noticed that Zachary was awake while she was getting ready to sleep. Zachary struggled