Zachary didn't need to socialize outside. He spent his days by Seth's side, observing the servants and attendants bustling around, taking care of the young master. They were obedient, bringing him snacks and treats, which made him feel comfortable. He was also occupied himself with a recent overseas company investment, and he was concerned about potential mistakes. Although he didn't actively participate in the company's operations in his home country, he needed to attend meetings and make decisions, requiring him to personally oversee the process.Every time Zachary thought about leaving Yaritza in the United States, he felt frustrated. He had invited Yaritza to come home and celebrate the New Year, but they rarely had quality time together. Yaritza was always busy taking care of Alani and seemed to drink alcohol every day. When they returned home, Yaritza's captivating fragrance filled the air. Her refined and alluring beauty, especially when she was bathing, with the subtle aroma o
Zachary fell into a deep sleep, and when he woke up, he still lay on the bed, reluctant to get up. Yaritza was not there anymore. He reached out to check the clock on the bedside table and realized it was already noon. He got out of bed and sat on the edge, his gaze absent-mindedly shifting around the room. Suddenly, he noticed something inappropriate and focused on it. Yaritza's local luggage was missing! Zachary's eyes widened in surprise. He quickly got dressed and went outside, where he met the housekeeper, Adi. He asked, "Is Graham gone?"Adi replied, "Graham left in the morning.""For a few hours?""Around 7:30, approximately."What does Yaritza mean by this? He just turned his head and looked at Alani on the sofa. He walked over to Alani and sat down next to her, asking, 'Did Yaritza say anything to you?''Yes, she did. She said the company has an early opening event, so she left early to prepare.' Alani glanced at Zachary, asking, 'Why? Did she not tell you?'Looking at his ex
Zachary stepped out of the car, feeling the cold wind immediately seep into his collar, causing him to shiver. He quickly pulled up his collar to shield himself from the chilly weather and muttered to himself, "It's freezing to be running towards the river in this weather." He tucked his hands into his pockets to protect them from the wind. Noticing that Yaritza hadn't noticed him and wasn't chasing after him, he cautiously followed him from behind, preparing to surprise him.On the upper embankment, there stood a man facing away from the cold wind, enjoying the scenery. His hands were buried in the pockets of his windbreaker, and his wavy hair flowed down. He had wrapped himself tightly in the windbreaker that reached his knees, trying to ward off the cold. However, the biting wind seemed to penetrate through. Zachary couldn't help but find the figure attractive and took a moment to admire him. But then, he noticed another man approaching Yaritza from the other side and exclaimed, "C
Twilight settled in at six o'clock when Yaritza heard the doorbell ring. From inside the room, he looked towards the flower shop and saw a young man holding a bouquet standing at the entrance. Following his instincts, he glanced at Zachary's building. Yaritza went to the entrance, received the flowers, and opened the attached card. The card depicted the Canadian landscape with blue skies, white clouds, and the Potala Palace in the distance, creating a dreamy and hazy image.Yaritza murmured to himself, "Is this Zachary's sweet talk or is he being sincere?" He took the card and the flowers and headed back to his room. Regardless of whether Zachary's words were sincere or just sweet talk, they all seemed foolish.Chase Christensen looked at Yaritza bringing in the bouquet, placing the card on the table, and smiled as he looked at him without actually smiling. He said, "You mean something to him."Yaritza glanced at Chase Christensen and asked, "What do I mean to you usually?" His voice
After finishing their meal, Zachary went to wash the dishes and clean up. Yaritza took the Buddha statue to the west and went to prepare a fruit salad. Chase Christensen looked at the table and showed a shocked expression: So, Yaritza is the one who is fattening up Zachary? And she's even feeding him like a pig? Yaritza's phone rang, and both Zachary and Chase Christensen turned their heads to look at her. It was already 1 o'clock in the morning, and Yaritza still had phone calls! Yaritza apologized and smiled at the two of them, then stood up and went upstairs to get her phone. She walked slowly, and by the time the phone stopped ringing, she hadn't reached it yet. But the phone seemed to be tightly attached to its owner, ringing again and again, and each time it stopped, it rang again. Zachary thought that Yaritza must be short of money and was being urged for debt by her family in the middle of the night. Upstairs, in the hidden bedroom, Yaritza's voice could be heard: "Whitle
Yaritza let out a sigh. "Titus seems to genuinely care for her, and I didn't misjudge him." She turned to Killian Pearson and asked, "Killian Pearson, how did you manage to expose Hezekiah Head's death?"Killian Pearson replied, "Dallas and Whitley have always held onto the memory of Kara's death. Whitley still keeps Kara's ashes in his room. When Whitley saw them, he was overcome with grief. I could see how deeply Whitley cared for Kara's ashes."Yaritza remained silent for a moment, contemplating to herself. "I didn't ask you to share this information." She then inquired, "What happened next?""Hezekiah Head's collapse and subsequent death became widely known. Even the tycoon realized that Graham only gave him a hundred million from the company. He must have thought a hundred million was a substantial amount, so he might have used it as an opportunity to disappear and evade any consequences."Whitley expressed that Kara's family hadn't sought revenge yet, so Dallas sought Whitley's
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
Zachary blinked, quickly accepting the setup, and as Celine Kirk spotted him, the little dainty girl sat on Keenan's arm and weakly made her way into the Antique Row exhibit. Antique line this piece of treasure, and occasionally fights, the whole street is ancient and low-key luxury, looking at the broken doors and windows made of rotten wood, may be the Quinton dug out of the sycamore perch, Zachary last time to bring Xavier Burch, rookie Mr. stepped on the boss lazy didn't sweep the ash, are a shock afraid of which is a thousand years of the ashes of the royal relatives. His wrist was still in Zachary's hand, and he begged for forgiveness with a downward-facing posture that turned a hundred and eighty degrees, "I'm wrong - the people next to me are looking at oh, that girl has an indignant expression of being split up from her cp, as if she's going to pounce on me and eat me." "Eh, just kidding." Callum Luna grinned and begged for mercy - he'd just struck out of nowhere, and while
"... How much do you hate your leader?" The tomb keeper shook his head in an old-fashioned manner, "This amount of money is no more expensive than a life."Zachary hooked the man who was about to leave, "We're not done talking, look at this, have you seen it when you were in the antique business?"Joselyn Robles looked at them both from side to side and her smile didn't go down, "Zach there's no need to rush, since so many threads are intertwined it's most likely a secret under one karmic copy, the poison looks creepy but other than the ability to catalyze the very sight of it no other harm has been found so far, it's more of a 'link' than a poison '."Suspicious, the tomb keeper counted through the bills and was pleasantly surprised; he drew out the charm concealed in them, and the moment he saw the human-faced phoenix, his expression changed.The tomb keeper admired and put away the red ticket, "You're really something, OK, I'll keep it for you."
Though he also felt that the old lady was making a bit of a fuss about it, and that 8 was so burnt out right now, how could he have time to interfere with them, and that Zachary would be even less able to do that when he was splitting up eight people to use them, and tossing them out of the way."The two cases are not unrelated, one could even say they are related, what Callum Luna said is true, it was 'Roderick Luna' who financed the curator of the painting exhibition, and that's not the only thing, the antique auction house a while back, the floating cloud carving that was intercepted by Vice Ramirez The silver needle, finally found in the diary sent by Ms Ara, was the very one that Dulce Hooper used to make all the blood pacts for the Gale Watts sacrifice."Callum Luna demonstrates the attitude of the Luna family, "-He who dares to desecrate God is not worthy of death."Celine Kirk, who had long since leaned against the car, shook out her skirt, "Let's just s
"Unsolved case." Zachary didn't have much of an expression, "I've been investigating this, his death took up all my energy, it's not exactly a secret within the Way, sorry, just didn't want to get you involved."Celine Kirk grunted coldly, "Cut the crap, Sea Ring aside, since Gale Watts has a lead on Roderick Luna, the Luna's are in charge, and it's been two nights since the Gale Watts monstrous statue posed as a deity, so don't tell me that your team hasn't come up with anything."But now that Zachary just said it, he instead thought there was a hidden agenda, or else Zachary wouldn't have softened his attitude until he was sure that the spell poison was completely insurmountable.Zachary frowned when he heard a cold yet pleasant inquiry lazily coming from behind him, "Who are you?"Keenan stood aloof, looking at Lone High with a nose, and nodded along, "Zach's got a good point."After the Gale Watts case, Zachary has considered slowly pushing the
The more Zachary thought about it, the more likely it was, and volunteered to confess his thoughts, "Are you after me?"Keenan came back from cleaning up, fleshed out and surprised, thinking he'd finally gotten the hang of it, "How so?""Because I dumped you with a whimper, and you tried to dump me back, and I cried bitter tears, so we're both barely even." Zachary blinks at him, and with a twitch of his brain, suddenly says, "How about right now."Keenan's face faded down, heart really, he leaned toward the back of the chair, his eyes some thin dangerous: "Now what, I chase you, you promise, then I dumped you, two minutes to get it done, you and I grudges two eliminated, never see each other again, is this what it means?""Of course not, then wouldn't our previous relationship be child's play?"Zachary shook his head, "No matter what I've done to break your heart, there hasn't been a single moment for the four years we've been together that I have
Zachary typed in the password as Keenan read it, and suddenly lurched, finally realizing that the inexplicably familiar string of numbers was his birthday, "You're still on your old phone?"Zachary looked closely, the paintings in the show were all human figures, familiar with the large color stacks and twisted lines of the netherworld painting style he had read about so many times in the art room of the lab building, "Oooh, this could be a genre, the underground overdrive style?"But Dulce Hooper's soul has gone. How can a body without a soul move fraudulently?Naturally, Callum Luna's ramblings alone don't count, Zachary: "How can they be sure it's Roderick Luna?"His head was groggy from the low fever, and he had residual pain all over his body, and he didn't want to move at all, but he might have overslept a bit, and he didn't want to go back to sleep, so he started swiping at his phone.Zachary guessed that they did not dare to easily give up
When he got up again, there was a hazy, pale light, and Zachary braced himself, and it was like he'd been run over by a car, and after the shock had passed through him, and the soreness danced in every bone, and stabbed a little bit at his joints, and his arm collapsed, and he fell back down again."It was him." Keenan phrased, "Six months after you evaporated, he was arrested for illegal proselytizing, and when I was sorting through my materials, I found a notebook I'd borrowed from him, with a piece of paper sandwiched between it with a messy yardage drawn on it, which I thought at first was draft paper, but realized it wasn't any formulas or mind maps, and when I looked at it closely there was some regularity to it, very much like some kind of writing, and which I've since turned over to the police up."He was all but as brooding as he had been when he arrived, but that oily, don't-touch-anyone-against-me asshole look was a turn-off.Then the stomach growled.
Keenan smoothed his suit, didn't care if the steps were dirty, and sat down next to Zachary, choking on the strong smell of cigarette smoke, but Zachary's silence, which was even cloudier than the smoke, choked him even more, like a little burnt edge, a little hot, a little painful.Zachary automatically ignored Keenan's increasingly out of bounds mannerisms of late, his cold mind forming a set of logic he could best accept; he just had to act like he was in a dream.Johnathon Ramirez needless to say, although it is difficult to see the position, but it is also after he topped the Special Investigation Brigade was not disbanded, and he is in charge of the Special Investigation Brigade for so many years of the old boss, even if the crowd often behind the back of the arrangement, but also still recognize his ability, recognize the identity of the 8 of the Unified Control.Luna's family in the open that point, everyone has spread rotten, now the most hopeful heir i
"Ah-!!!" The young constable, seeing this for the first time, fell to the ground in fear, his high pitched scream cutting through the night sky of the city hall and drawing in the others.Zachary, however, couldn't care less about the chaos of the bureau, and he clutched the yellow talisman, a treasure hunt he knew all too well, the glazed box that once held the nine parts of Khalil Hobbs's body, hidden away on a rainy night in the mountains of Ushant, and poured out into the madness that is him impermanence and insanity.It had taken him years to slowly climb out of the overgrown mud - at least superficially - and stop worrying those around him, but those behind him were afraid that he would be too good to be true, grabbing the hem of him orange-red dress and tugging it down to help him remember what it was like to be parted from him bitterness and hatred. .How much does he have to be hated, who did he blow up in him last life, or