The silence in the hospital room was too loud for Emma's comfort, and she felt as if a heavy was weighing on her heart. It felt like an eternity with each passing second of this awful silence, and she felt herself slowly growing annoyed and tenser. “How could he not visit me?” Emma mumbled with a pout, yet her worry for Zane never left her mind. For a couple of seconds, she endured the quietness, and then she blurted out, “Jerk, how can you not visit your wife when she is in the hospital!!”Just then the room door opened and she looked right to see Zane standing there, looking sheepish. With this guilty look on his face, he rubbed the back of his neck with one hand and held flowers with another."I'm sorry," he said softly as he entered the room, closing the door behind him.“Where have you been?” Emma asked. She tried to keep her voice calm, but she was still frustrated about him not coming to see her after what had happened. “I was running away from my demons... that thankfull
Every employee at Vex co. was on their best behavior, knowing that Mr. Alfred was finally visiting the company because Mr. Taylor had announced to his secretary to warn them not to ruin the company's reputation and be on their best behavior.The news about the old man being the one to visit the company shocked all employees, especially since he had been using others from Blueprint Tech to work with Vex co. on this project.All the Taylors looked their best as they waited in the lobby, and it was silent for a while, but then Greg broke the silence by mumbling, “Why would he take his time to come here when we can just go to him?...”“This is an honorable thing for our family. The fact that Mr. Alfred is willing to leave the comfort of his home and come to us will show our family's importance, and once words get out that he did something like this, our family influence would skyrocket.” Mr. Taylor said with a proud smile as he straightened his tie.“But why does he all of sudden want to
It took a moment for Zane to process it all, and then he rushed from the doorway, allowing Yoko inside, and walked passed Emma, heading for the living room.After getting a hold of his phone, he immediately called Mr. Alfred's number, looking back to face Emma.After one rang, his father-in-law answered and he said, “Can you please come to pick up Emma.”A small frown form on her face as she and Zane's eyes locked, and yet she held in her question.“I will be there in thirty minutes.” Mr. Alferd promised before hanging up. The moment Zane put his phone in his pocket, Emma threw the question at him, asking, “Why is he picking me up?” “I need to head over to Damion, and leaving you alone, here is not an option,” Zane answered.“I don't need to be babysat.”“I know. But you need protection, and your father is my only option now.”“But-”“Emma, I don't know who ran into our car and almost snatched your life. I am not being controlling here. I need my head clear if I am going to do this.
Staring at Dicken, Zane looked at both him and Yoko before speaking, his voice calm and controlled so nobody would know of the rage that was coursing inside of him because of the sudden setback, “Set him free.”Just then, the sound of a vehicle horn and the loud sound of a car pulling up caught everybody's attention, and Zane turned to stare at the silver Benz, driving slowly toward them.Behind it was another car, a sleek Mercedes Benz, and the two finally came to a stop, but the door remained shut.“Help me, sir Theo!” Dickens suddenly screamed with fear and surprise, “They want to kill me... please...”Yet the cars’ doors remained shut, and from within the first car, Theo watched Zane, staring at him through the windshield.Then he reached for his phone, lowering his gaze off Zane and onto the screen, dialing a number.After the first ring, he heard from the other side of the line, “Hello, sir Theo.”“Jimbo, We have a garbage situation out here. I need you to bring out your men and
Hardening his jaw, Zane glared at Mr. Briggs, laying on the bed, and he said, "Don't call me that. You told me that I am not your son!”For a while, the two didn’t say a word, just staring at each other, and then Zane asked, “What happened to you?”“It was Deborah… The one who poisoned your mother... It was her.” Mr. Briggs said as he started coughing violently.Rage boiling through his veins, Zane felt his chest tighten, his heart skipping a beat for a second before beating normally once more, and then he said, “Tell me why I shouldn’t leave you here like you deserved.”Silence filled the air for a few moments, but as he continued to glare at him, the silence became unbearable to Zane, so he asked again, “How many times have I told you to tell me the truth?”Taking several heavy breaths, Mr. Briggs tried to speak, but couldn’t make any noise, so he closed his eyes and lowered his head, unable to keep eye contact with Zane.“Answer me,” Zane repeated with more force.Finally, Mr. Brigg
Hardening his jaw, Zane glared at Mr. Briggs, laying on the bed, and he said, "Don't call me that. You told me that I am not your son!”For a while, the two didn’t say a word, just staring at each other, and then Zane asked, “What happened to you?”“It was Deborah… The one who poisoned your mother... It was her.” Mr. Briggs said as he started coughing violently.Rage boiling through his veins, Zane felt his chest tighten, his heart skipping a beat for a second before beating normally once more, and then he said, “Tell me why I shouldn’t leave you here like you deserved.”Silence filled the air for a few moments, but as he continued to glare at him, the silence became unbearable to Zane, so he asked again, “How many times have I told you to tell me the truth?”Taking several heavy breaths, Mr. Briggs tried to speak, but couldn’t make any noise, so he closed his eyes and lowered his head, unable to keep eye contact with Zane.“Answer me,” Zane repeated with more force.Finally, Mr. Brigg
Sitting in the private room, Zane watched Dr. Norseman and his team attend to Mr. Briggs, injecting IVs into his veins as they hook a bunch of equipment on him.The scene, for Zane, was something he could relate to, since this was literally him at a young age, spending his days in doctor Ben's ward. It took a couple of hours for the crowd in the room to reduce and all those while, Zane was there, not taking his eyes off Mr. Briggs, who was also staring at him with mixed emotions written on his face.Afterward, when it was just Mr. Norseman, Zane, and Mr. Briggs in the room, Dr. Norseman approached Zane and said, “Unlike your mother and your case, the poison in your father's system is not fatal-”“I guess Deborah wanted to take a much slower time killing him,” Zane mumbled, but the doctor heard him loud and clear, yet he was afraid to ask a follow-up question, knowing the danger that that could put his life in.“We have started the treatment of detoxing it out of his system, and his s
The silence was deafening as Zane studied Mr. Briggs's determined eyes, rage beaming in his, and then Mr. Briggs closed his eyelids, ready for whatever Zane was going to do to him next.It took a while, but nothing happened, and then Mr. Briggs felt a warm liquid hit the skin of his palm, and a wave of guilt like never before tear through him, devouring his sense of pride and ego, breaking down his walls of selfishness and anger, and left him with nothing but regret, self-loathing, and pain.When the second drop hit his palm, he squeezed his eyelids, feeling a sense of remorse squeeze his heart, making him feel ashamed and remorseful.“I wish that you were right… that you are not my father. Then I wouldn’t have to grieve about not haven’t any parent.” Zane whispered, still staring at Mr. Briggs's wet hand.Taking this as a threat, Mr. Briggs shut his eyes and prepared for Zane to put him out of his misery of guilt and shame, but then he heard him say, “We are even now. You saved my lif
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~~~~~*Two years later*~~~~~The sun casts a warm glow through the large windows of Zane's office, creating a serene and inviting ambiance. For a while, Yoko sat nervously on the plush leather couch, his fingers fidgeting with the delicate box hidden in his pocket. Then he stole a glance at Zane, who was engrossed in a stack of paperwork on his desk. Summoning his courage, Yoko cleared his throat, capturing Zane's attention. Zane looked up, his eyes filled with curiosity. Yoko could feel his heartbeat quicken as he slowly withdrew the box from his pocket, holding it delicately in his trembling hands. His palms were clammy.As the pen dropped from his grip, Zane's lips curled into a mischievous smile as he observed Yoko's gesture. Then he teased, leaning back in his chair, his words dripped with playful sarcasm, the glint in his eyes betraying his amusement, "Well, well, Yoko... I knew you were a charmer, but I already have a stunning wife." Chuckling, Yoko narrowed his eyes, and he
A sense of shock washed over Zane like an icy wave as he stood frozen, unable to comprehend the scene unfolding before him. His eyes widened, fixed on the figure of Jason, whom he had believed to be dead. The turmoil within him intensified as Jason and Deborah stopped just a couple of feet away.Then Jason's eyes bore into Zane's soul, a mix of anger, anguish, and madness swirling within them. Without warning, he tossed a gun towards Zane, the metallic object spinning through the air before landing with a thud at Zane's feet. "Take it!" Jason spat. "It's yours, Zane! Your thirst for revenge has ruined all our lives! So go ahead, pick up the gun, and satisfy your anger! End her!"Looking away from the gun and at his uncle, Zane's mind raced, his heart pounding in his chest. Confusion clouded his thoughts, and he found himself unable to form a coherent response, and he just stared blankly at Jason.Frustration and desperation radiated from Jason, his face contorted with rage. "Kill th
After shutting the door, Zane's footsteps echoed through the grand hallway of the mansion. His mind was a whirlwind of emotions, thoughts crashing into each other with relentless force. All he could focus on was the heaviness in his chest, the weight of the day's events bearing down upon him.As he made his way further into the mansion, Zane's eyes darted around, avoiding the gazes of the staff who lined the corridors, silently going about their duties. Both Emma and Damon were sitting in the living room, and when she saw Zane, walking through the doorway, she woke from her seat and rushed to him.His grip tightened around her waist as he pressed a kiss to her lips, letting it linger there for several seconds before pulling back slightly. "Are you okay?" Emma asked, concerned.With a forced smile, he nodded and said, "Yes. I'm fine." The way Zane refused to meet her eyes caught Damon's attention, and he watched his son carefully, trying to figure out what was going on in his boy's
The sun crept over the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow through the curtains of the small bedroom, and Emma stirred in her sleep, her eyelashes fluttering as she slowly awoke. Rolling onto her side, she found Zane lying next to her. His eyes were open, but they were distant, lost in thoughts that refused to let him be."Zane," she whispered, her voice still heavy with sleep. She reached out and brushed her fingers across his cheek, gently coaxing him to turn his gaze toward her.With a weak smile, he turned to face her, his eyes filled with shadows, and she traced the lines on Zane's face with her fingers, trying to read his emotions. "You are hurting because of his death, aren't you?" she asked softly.Shutting his eyes, Zane let out a deep sigh, his chest rising and falling with the weight of his emotions. "I don't know, Emma," he replied, his voice barely a whisper. "Leon and I were never close, never got along. But now, knowing he's gone, there's this void that I can't exp
With a look of madness in her eyes, satisfied that she had gotten her wish and murdered Zane, Deborah suddenly turned the gun on both men.Before they could react, she fired several shots, and they died as the bullets pierced their chests, each of them falling lifeless to the ground.Looking up at Zane, lying motionless, Deborah chuckled to herself, and then she quickly walked over to him."I hope you and your mother rot in hell." She whispered, reaching for the bag and yanked it off his head.Immediately, her hand started trembling as tears welled up in her eyes, and she picked him off the ground, resting his head on her lap, and whispered, "My beautiful baby boy...!! My child! Leon, please open your eyes! Leon, Mommy is sorry, open your eyes, please. I beg you ..." Her voice cracked as tears rolled down her cheeks."No! no, no, no!... No, Leon! Please! I need you! I love you! Wake up! Open your eyes!" She screamed hysterically, hugging Leon tight as tears streamed down her cheeks u
The hospital room was filled with silent tension as Belinda and Emma cautiously entered. Their eyes immediately fell upon Zane, who was sitting by the bed, his head resting on the mattress. Yoko, who had been keeping a watchful eye on him, glanced up at the sound of their arrival. Placing his hand to his lip, he whispered, "Shh-shh... Since we got to the hospital yesterday, he just fell asleep." But just as the words left Yoko's lips, Zane's eyes fluttered open, and he sat up, his gaze fixated on the two ladies standing before him. There was a mixture of relief and weariness in his eyes, and a faint smile crossed his lips. Unable to contain her emotions, Emma stepped forward and enveloped Zane in a tight hug, her arms wrapped around his neck. Her voice, barely a whisper, trembled with concern, "How are you hanging in?" As his weary gaze met Emma's, Zane managed a small smile. "I am just glad that this idiot is fine," he replied, his voice laced with a touch of humor, but his e
At the count of eight, the tension in the atmosphere reached its peak. Each second seemed to stretch out endlessly, as Leon sat behind the wheel, his finger itching to pull the trigger. "9!" Zane shouted, raising his hand to signal his men. "And..."But as the count reached "10!" Leon's pent-up rage exploded. In a split second, he burst out of the car, his hand gripping the gun tightly. He aimed directly at Zane's head, his eyes wild with a murderous intent.Time seemed to slow down as Yoko reacted instinctively. He leaped in front of Zane, covering his boss with his own body. The bullet tore through the air, finding its way into Yoko's arm, tearing to his skin and blood oozed out.Pain seared through Yoko's body, but he barely registered it. His sole focus was protecting Zane, even at the cost of his own life. He gritted his teeth, feeling the impact of the bullet as he absorbed the blow.In that instant, the atmosphere erupted with chaos. The crack of the gun reverberated through t
In the midst of the tense silence, Zane sat at the head of a long mahogany table, his gaze steady as he surveyed the board members of NewEra as everyone waited for him to speak.Taking a deep breath, Zane began, his voice strong and his eyes bored into them one after the other, "Ladies and gentlemen, I stand before you today to address the mistakes of my past and to offer my unwavering dedication to the revival of NewEra. I know that I have gone against this company countless times, but from this day forward, I promise to use my knowledge and skills to help rebuild what was once the lifeblood of this organization."His words hung in the silence, and Zane's gaze swept across the room, meeting the eyes of each board member, their expression still that of fear."I owe this to my late mother," Zane continued. "Her life was taken so this place can get built, and it is my duty, as her son, to honor her legacy and ensure that NewEra rises from the ashes."A hushed silence filled the room as