Juelz's body bore a mosaic of bruises, with some areas displaying painful shades of purple and blue. Mrs. Samantha found the sight increasingly distressing. What intensified her anguish was the grotesque swelling that contorted Juelz's face, making him nearly unrecognizable.
Her emotions veered wildly between anger and concern as she turned abruptly, demanding answers with fiery determination, "What's going on at this school? How did my son get hurt?"
Juelz, trembling and fragile, addressed the assembled crowd, his voice strained, "I'm not Zak; I'm Juelz. It's all Zak's doing. He's the one who orchestrated this attack on me."
This revelation sent shockwaves through the crowd, inciting a cacophony of voices.
"Juelz?" At that moment, Zak emerged from the throng, his face etched with worry.
He gazed at Juelz and admitted, "Someone intended to ambush and harm me, but I overheard their plan. Fear overwhelmed me, and I sought refuge in hiding. They must have mistaken my brother for me, resulting in this terrible mistake. I'm deeply sorry; it's my fault."
With those few words, the crowd began to piece together the unfolding drama. Originally, Zak was the intended target of the assault, but due to a grave case of mistaken identity, Juelz had unwittingly become a victim.
Despite Zak's innocence in this matter, those around him started to censure him for not stepping forward and preventing Juelz's ordeal.
"What are you doing here?" Juelz locked eyes with Zak, his heart simmering with anger. "You're the cause of all this, yet you dare to feign sympathy."
"It wasn't my doing," Zak shook his head, looking flustered. "I'm completely in the dark about the entire situation. I was simply terrified and hid. I had no knowledge of who organized the attack."
"Then who was behind the threat on you?" The situation had escalated significantly, prompting both the class teacher and the guidance counselor to arrive on the scene. Upon hearing Zak's words, Zuri Mcleod inquired sternly.
Zak trembled, remaining silent and keeping his head lowered. He appeared profoundly frightened and even cast a furtive glance at Juelz during this tense moment.
Onlookers couldn't help but notice these telltale signs, sparking a multitude of speculations.
Eventually, the focus shifted to Juelz, who clutched Mrs. Samantha's hand tightly and implored, "Mom, don't let him reveal the person responsible. Make him leave, now."
Before Mrs. Samantha could react, Zak lowered his head and cautiously confessed, "It was Matthias."
Juelz tightly shut his eyes, clenching his teeth as he sent Terrence Rodriquez a piercing glare.
Terrence Rodriquez understood the unspoken message in that look and promptly dialed Matthias's phone. To their astonishment, Matthias was standing nearby, initially intending to discreetly observe the situation. Now, he was directly implicated.
"Are you the one responsible for this severe assault? Explain yourself."
Matthias simply shook his head, vehemently denying, "That's not true. I don't even know him. Why on earth would I attack someone I've never even met?"
"Zak has claimed it was you planning to assault him, but unfortunately, you ended up targeting Juelz," the guidance counselor asserted firmly, motioning toward Juelz, "Just look at the consequences of your actions."
Juelz? He had indeed fought with Zak, not Juelz. Why was Juelz even dragged into this mess?
Matthias, who had initially intended to dismiss the situation, now wore a puzzled expression as he examined Juelz, his confidence waning.
"Are you truly Juelz? How could you be mistaken for Zak? Weren't you the one who had Terrence Rodriquez find me to deal with Zak? What's with this charade, pretending to be Zak now? Are you playing games with me?"
Juelz was on the verge of an outburst after hearing this. This guy clearly lacked a functioning brain; he had just uttered all the wrong words. Now, he was utterly cornered, devoid of any opportunity to defend himself.
Initially, his plan had been to let Zak face public humiliation due to his injuries, but now everything had spiraled out of control.
Juelz couldn't fathom how he had managed to squander such a golden opportunity, ultimately sabotaging himself.
The tables had turned, and others began to point fingers at Juelz, subjecting him to humiliation and gossip.
"They're siblings, and they resorted to violence against each other? That's downright wicked."
"Did anyone else notice Mrs. Samantha's reaction? Why bring him back if she treats them differently?"
"Why, you ask? To avoid public scrutiny. If she hadn't brought him back, people would label her as heartless and callous, no matter where she went."
"So, Juelz orchestrated the attack on Zak, and he ended up being the victim. Quite the ironic twist, isn't it?"
Amidst the chaotic and harsh comments, Mrs. Samantha took a deep breath, struggling to contain her anger. She stood up, forcing a smile, and attempted to offer an explanation. However, she couldn't hold back when she glanced at Zak.
"Juelz is nothing like this," she dismissed the surrounding chatter, furrowing her brow, and insisted, "You must thoroughly investigate this matter. My son should not have to endure this beating in vain. If you cannot resolve it, then I'll have no choice but to involve the police."
The guidance counselor, sensing the shifting atmosphere, aligned with Mrs. Samantha and reassured her, "Please rest assured; we will conduct a thorough investigation. Matthias, come with me and provide a detailed account of the entire incident."
The assailant had been apprehended, yet the central figures of this dramatic scene remained in place. The gathered onlookers showed no inclination to disperse; instead, their excitement grew. Mrs. Samantha, her heart filled with sympathy, tenderly ran her fingers through Juelz's hair. His visage was horribly swollen, his attire a disheveled mess, riddled with ragged tears. He appeared pitiful, devoid of any semblance of a young master, resembling more a destitute soul found on the streets. "I'll deal with you later," Mrs. Samantha uttered icily to Zak as she assisted Juelz to his feet. "Mother, I'm a victim too," Zak, who had remained silent for an extended period, rasped, lowering his gaze while pursing his lips. "My brother sought someone to harm me, resulting in this case of mistaken identity." Despite his words, he held no illusions of capturing Mrs. Samantha's attention. As anticipated, Mrs. Samantha chose to disregard his statement, escorting Juelz to the hospital without a
He spun around to find Mr. Benton wearing a somber expression. Unsurprisingly, Mrs. Samantha had twisted the events of the day and presented her version to him. "I initially believed you were facing challenges outside, and upon your return, I saw you as someone who steers clear of trouble, understands boundaries. But what happened today? Juelz is your brother, and it seems you're so envious of him that you orchestrated everything to make him lose face in front of everyone?" Mr. Benton stared at Zak with frustration and anger in his eyes. Ignoring the fact that his son was injured, Mr. Benton seemed more concerned about losing face. With his head bowed, Zak stared at his own toes, his voice barely audible as he confessed, "I was indeed wrong about this matter. I should have been the one beaten. I'm sorry, Dad." The one beaten? Mr. Benton frowned, realizing, though not fully believing, "Your mom has already told me everything. It was intentional on your part to scheme against Jue
Zak pressed forward, maintaining his silence. Juelz, wearing his thoughts plainly on his face, inadvertently laid bare everything for any observer. The two headed towards different classrooms, with Zak turning left and Carlos veering right.Almost immediately, Zak noticed Terrence discreetly trailing Carlos, attempting to blend in with each hesitant step.Unfazed, Zak entered the classroom. Terrence swiftly completed his investigation, handing Juelz a notebook containing Carlos' preferences. A quick glance prompted a widened smile from Juelz who praised, "Well done." With a free Saturday, Zak had the driver take him to the library, providing an opportunity for Juelz. Donning carefully chosen attire and adding a mark near his eye, he took a car to the cinema, sending a message to Carlos along the way, uncertain of the response.Before stepping out of the car, he spotted Carlos at the cinema entrance, holding a bucket of popcorn and engrossed in his phone. The tall figure and handsome
"Juelz, what's all the commotion about?" Samantha Elliott stood up, "You should head back to your room." Juelz went downstairs for a drink and then returned upstairs. Before entering his room, he overheard a comment from below, "Your elder son has changed quite a bit. At first glance, I mistook him for your second son." Could they really be so clueless as to mistake him for Zak? Irritated, Juelz entered his room and forcefully slammed the door. "How is that possible? I've already told you, my second son isn't here," Samantha Elliott couldn't conceal her growing annoyance. She tightened her grip on her phone and changed the conversation, "I heard there's a new restaurant in the city center with excellent food. How about we give it a try?" Sensing her intention, the other wives refrained from commenting and followed her outside. Only Mrs. Stout cast a thoughtful glance toward the maid's room. "That's where our maid stays," Samantha Elliott introduced, grabbing Mrs. Stout and pulling
Adan couldn't help but feel a hint of excitement, "Different? You have feelings..." "You're a unique girl," Juelz said sincerely. What kind of statement was that? Certainly not what she wanted to hear. Remaining indifferent, Adan chose not to respond to Juelz. Juelz resumed his seat, sighed deeply, appearing somewhat helpless. "I understand your feelings towards me, but I can't agree right now." He glanced at Zak, subtly implying something. "My focus is on him at the moment. I'm afraid his presence might leave me with no room to maneuver. So, Adan, we need to put our matters on hold." Following his gaze to Zak, Adan considered suggesting that Zak didn't seem like someone who would compete with him but decided against it. She didn't entirely believe Juelz's words but nodded in response. "Wait for me, wait until I've completely dealt with him," Juelz patted Adan's head. "But there's no way to bring him down right now. Sigh." He withdrew his hand with a distressed look. Adan Ski
He hadn't finished speaking when Zak, seated nearby, swiftly grabbed the chicken leg that had fallen on the table, stuffed it into Juelz's mouth, and flashed a mild smile. "You really know how to avoid wasting food. Even if something drops, you pick it up and eat it. That's an admirable quality, worth everyone's admiration." Those in proximity caught wind of the words and shifted their attention. Juelz, with a chicken leg in his mouth, momentarily became the center of attention. His mind buzzed, especially with the laughter around him that he couldn't ignore. Without much thought, Juelz recognized how absurd he must look with a sizable chicken leg in his mouth. Prepared to throw it at Zak, his eyes almost ablaze, Juelz retrieved the chicken leg from his mouth. "Do you dare to do this to me?" He wasn't worried that Zak might complain to their parents. This Zak was too audacious. Zak, unruffled, sat there, smiling gently and politely. "An amazing brother like you wouldn't waste foo
Zak and the Vanderoses stood at the gate to welcome the Lancastoria family. As the members of the Lancastoria family stepped out of the car, to Zak's surprise, he saw Daphne. She was adorned in a radiant yellow dress that complemented her beauty. The dress gracefully embraced her figure, and with every step, she exuded a captivating aura. His heart seemed to skip a beat, a sense of unease flooding over him. Locking eyes with Daphne, Zak sensed a lack of surprise in her gaze, as if she had already known about the attendees today. The revelation that Juelz's fiancée was none other than Daphne left him shocked and wounded. Among the representatives of Daphne's family were her mother, uncle, and aunt. The families proceeded to have dinner together. Zak ate in silence, stealing glances at Juelz and Daphne. They laughed, appearing close and affectionate. Daphne, in particular, smiled throughout the entire meal, seemingly delighted. Clutching his fork, Zak found the meal tasteless. Be
"Did Zak really do this?" Mrs. Samantha observed Juelz's injured hand with a heavy heart. Assisting him to his feet, she spoke in a somber tone, "Come on, let's head to the hospital first. We can deal with Zak after your wounds are taken care of.""I'm not going. The competition hasn't even started," Juelz gritted his teeth, reluctantly raising his injured hand, refusing the idea of going to the hospital. "I can't accept this, Mom. It's all Zak's fault. He ruined my chance to participate in the competition."With the competition already underway, Juelz listened to the host's words and looked at his hands with numerous abrasions, unable to hold back his tears.Without hesitation, he grabbed Mrs. Samantha and said, "Mom, I want Zak to pay for this. He's too arrogant."Indeed, Zak was too arrogant; bringing him back didn't mean allowing him to harm others.Mrs. Samantha comforted Juelz, suppressing her anger, and entered the backstage room. Originally intending to confront Zak, she found
"Earlier, it was my mistake that caused our separation. At that time, Zakky had his own life, and I had no right to interfere. But now, that won't happen again. I'll love him well."After the interview, Daphne returned home and was immediately questioned by Zak about her comments, particularly her revelation that she had liked Zak first in high school.Zak had always believed he was the first to develop feelings, thinking that Daphne's affection for him only grew after Zak's confession."When did you start liking me?" Zak asked."It's been very, very early," Daphne replied.Daphne then began to recount to Zak her internal journey of falling in love back then.Daphne first noticed Zak during their freshman year of high school. Zak was tall and stood behind her during the drills.Her initial impression of Zak was one of striking beauty and a cold voice, resembling an aloof runway model. He had a reserved temperament and seemed untouchab
Zak flinched, tilted his head to his right, and was surprised to see the familiar side of his face.To make her happy, to make her like...But this time Zak didn't proceed with the deep kiss, he just raised his hand to rub the back of Daphne's head and looked at her with downcast eyes.Just please please Zak.When a suitor asked her if she was single, she would always politely and gently say that she was still single, but that she already had an owner.She looked lost in thought, completely caught up in the memories of that year.They pulled up to a black sedan and the short-haired woman unlocked the door and Daphne got in the passenger side."I've watched it over and over again, and I envy her so much for being there for Zakky during such a wonderful time for you ...." Zak snapped back to Daphne's voice right beside her, very, very close."Daphne, look to your left."What's the point of accepting and opening a gift, and
Daphne was pleasantly surprised and picked the cat up, quite inexplicably feeling much more grounded.She missed him too, so much.Daphne, of course, was pleasantly surprised and sweetly surprised, and became much more comfortable with cooking.The love she was unconsciously radiating at the moment could have filled her heart or even overflowed into the air around her.Separated from each other, Zak stayed by himself for a few days, and one after another, he started to take up some shoots again, not for any other reason than he was used to staying with Daphne, and he would feel lonely, missed, and out of place when he was alone.She had long ago transferred back all of the assets that Daphne had transferred to her, and had also long ago told her who she was shortly after her awakening, telling her that she was the founder of a clothing company."Zakky if you miss me feel free to call me anytime, send me a message, I'll get back to you no mat
She wondered just how she'd gotten along with Zak before.Zak was sitting not far away, and the doctor stood in front of her, information in hand, talking to her.She also enjoyed Zak's touch and craved Zak's intimacy just as much.It's a new cell phone with no software installed and only one contact in Snapchat, Zak.Daphne was happy to have herself played with by her and chirped, "I slept so deeply, did you guys talk for a long time and I didn't hear you." "That's okay." Zak lowered his head, "You're still weak."She didn't know what to do anymore.All of this was taken in by Zak without reservation.So she started thinking again, when can she be discharged from the hospital? After being discharged from the hospital, was she following Zak as well, and would Zak...be willing to get back together with her?"Zakky, uh...""... Hmm."Zak's eyes went deep and dark as his body propped up above him slowly moved down to
Because she stays indoors for a long, long time, Daphne's skin is so pale and white that the slightest hint of red can be very noticeable on her.The first time she saw it, she felt like it belonged to her, and now that feeling was growing stronger.Aliza showed confusion, "What's not?"That's good for Daphne. Those memories are terrible."She's been with me since a while ago, and for the last little while, I thought I'd come to you on my own." Zak raised an eyebrow slightly, "Come to me for what?"Would love, love, love, love... To talk to Daphne about much, much more.Obviously as the patient's ex-girlfriend, but one person to bear all the costs, but also asked all the facilities and equipment with the best, but also in order to facilitate the care, in a foreign country to buy a house to settle, almost every week to come to see the five times, each time with a bouquet of roses, how romantic and affectionate.Aliza shrugged innocentl
Aliza glanced at Zak and didn't dare to look at her much, still afraid that she might be angry.Certainly there was not the slightest desire to blame her."The withered heart comes back to life."Silence for a long time, Aliza stood up, "Harm, forget it, a lot of things beside people say is useless, she is wrong is wrong, bring the harm and mustache is not someone else a sentence or two can be put down, or you have to solve it by yourselves, their own feelings, their own over that hurdle."Why doesn't she say anything...Maybe she could only feel at ease when she was a little closer to Daphne, she knew she was the only one Daphne had left, and she was really afraid, if she went far away, and something happened to Daphne, she wouldn't be able to find her, and she couldn't be in front of her right away.Zak's eyes grew complex again, a bit helpless at the question.And not as it is now.Zak clutched the ring in his hand and kept
The doctor pulled out Daphne's cell phone, "See for yourself."Zak won't love a psychopath. Zak won't.She'd gone from out-of-control crazy to quiet crazy, which probably wasn't good, but there was nothing that could be done about it now, nothing anyone could do about it, not the doctors, not herself.Checking several of Utah's airports, Daphne has no record of boarding a plane, but with so much time having passed since she disappeared, Zak guesses that she was most likely picked up by someone and left on a private jet that didn't have direct flights to Iceland and required a layover, taking even more time, and the situation is ten thousand times more urgent.She had to attend to her grandpa's funeral, the doctor said that grandma might not have much time left, so the family could spend more time with her at the end... She also needs to deal with his affairs, contacting lawyers, hiring someone to investigate him to collect evidence of his crimes, etc. etc
Zak accompanies Daphne to the hospital, still panicking when she encounters strangers, but Daphne is so good that she stops when she's spoken to and obediently undergoes the tests.The nurse keeps explaining to her, she can't listen to anything, she's been through this situation more than once a long time ago, Zakky suddenly walks off to record a variety show with someone else, Zakky suddenly walks off and leaves her alone.Not enough, Zak red eyes, casually picked up a vase, raised up to smash at him, scared Qu Ziqiang woefully begging for mercy, the police officer beside him in time to stop, Zak's emotions can not be stabilized, clenched his teeth and low reprimand: "You deserve to die! You deserve to die!"Stealing a kiss on Zak's cheek, he held Zak's hand tightly.The man who had been sitting on the bed made an effort of his own to get back into his wheelchair, blocking the doorway to the hospital room with a series of chairs, stools, and other pieces
"I know you had someone on your mind at the time and didn't interrupt, and now that you say your nagging problem has been solved, I wondered if we might not have a chance to try it out?""It's mine... It's mine, no one can take it away..."With that, the man opened the file bag and took out a few sheets of paper from it and put them in front of Daphne.Daphne leaned against her shoulder like a skinny puppet, her dry lips parting as her eyes looked up at her, and mumbled, "Zak, I missed you so much..."Being nice, talking nicely, squeezing a smile out of her, what day of the week didn't he do that? Either she was beaten by her when she was mad, or she didn't even give him a proper look when she was good.It's fierce, fierce, and she does everything she can to protect the ring.She quickly calmed down again, just a momentary burst of emotion.Stiffening her body, Zak's mind was in turmoil, and the moment the tips of her noses touched, Z