Even though the news about Theo wanting a divorce had caused such chaos in the living room when Ava stepped into the room, it grew quiet, and everyone was staring at her with worried gazes. “What? Do I have something on my face?” Ava snapped, looking from face to face in irritation.“You have a guest,” Justin said.“Who?”“He’s at the doorway,” The dead silence after those words left Ava confused, but mostly she was irritated, and then she turned around and stormed out of the living room.When she got to the front door and saw lawyer Darren standing outside with the folders in his hand waiting for her, Ava narrowed her eyes at him before asking, “Are you the one waiting on me?”“Yes, Mrs. Ava Taylor Briggs. Your husband Theo Briggs had filed for a divorce and these are the papers. With your current reputation in the public eye, I will advise you to sign the papers and not make an issue of it... Otherwise, we may have to go to court and things might get even uglier.” Lawyer Darren inf
Staring at the huge university building from his car windshield, Zane hesitated for a moment, knowing that he left Emma home without telling her where he was going since he wanted to surprise her. After unlocking his car door, he stepped out and shut it before heading to the building. When he got into the hallway, a sense of confusion washed over him as he looked around not knowing what his next step should be. “Look who it is.” A voice he very much recognized and hated echoed in Zane's ear and he turned to see Kimberly approaching him with another gentleman by her side. A sense of annoyance washed over him when she walked up to him while smirking and then she said, “Daddy, you remember Mr. Briggs bastard, right?” “Zane, my daughter once complained to me weeks back that you were rude to her.” Mr. Elrod said, glaring at Zane. “Great. You are the president of this institution...” Zane uttered, ignoring the father and daughter's words since his only focus was paying Emma's tuition
Sighing, Zane took a long look at Nathan, and then he asked, “Do you have a pen and a sheet?”Even though Nathan was now confused by the sudden change of subject, he still nodded and reached for his back bag from another chair, unzipping it to grab a piece of paper and a pen before he handed them to ZaneTaking the paper and pen from him, Zane wrote his number on the sheet, saying, “If your father ever loses his job or anything happens, call me.” Zane said, handing the paper over to Nathan who hesitated for a long time.But then he took it and looked at the number closely before nodding and putting the paper in his back pocket.Even though he didn't believe that Zane had the power to do something about the Bardot family if they seek revenge for what happened to their son, Nathan gave a small smile and said, “Yeah, I guess I will call you if something happens.”Pacing back and forth, Emma kept tapping her phone in her hand, knowing that Zane left early that morning, didn't tell her wh
Balancing his feet firmly on the ground, Zane slowly bent forward, ready to spring into action.As soon as the first attacker went into a downward swing aiming for his shoulder, Zane moved his elbow, catching the man in the abdomen while bending his leg and flipping over his shoulder. Then he grabbed the man's collar and twisted it, making him drop to the ground.Then immediately turned toward the next opponent, moving swiftly, and punched him squarely in the nose, shattering the cartilage in his nose.When the man fell to the ground clutching his bloody nose, Zane turned his attention to the other guy, who swung for his face, but Zane managed to block his first punch with his forearms before hitting him with his elbow square in the chin, blood spurting out and his head snapping back, making him stumble backward.The last dude saw how fast Zane had moved and decided to try and tackle him, but he didn't expect Zane to turn around and grab him by the neck, lifting him in the air as he
When Emma raised her eyelids to the light of dawn, she saw Zane sitting at the edge of the bed, his entire focus on his phone, and she crawled over to him, hugging him from the back and resting her chin on his shoulder.Giving her a side-eye, the corners of Zane’s lips pulled upward slightly, and then he mumbled, “Morning, love.”“Good Morning,” Emma whispered, seeing that he was staring at G-map, and she felt a sense of worry.During the entire movie last night, he kept spacing out while staring at his phone, and she didn't want to ask until he said something, but now she was curious, knowing that all this while he had been staring at a particular location.“What’s at Coldstone cemetery?” Emma mumbled, unable to hold in the question.“My mother,” Zane said, allowing the emotion that came with his response to weigh on him.For a moment neither of them said a word and Emma was a bit confused to fully understand what he meant.“That’s where my father abandoned her at... the outskirts of
The sound of a knock on the windshield made both Emma and Zane look up to see a guy, wearing a black blazer, staring down at them from the window.Suddenly, they heard footsteps, coming back toward them, and then one of the guys called out, “Terry, what are you doing over there?!”“I found them.” The guy at the window said. “Emma, get off me and crawl into the backseat. Stay on the floor, and once I have them distracted, you get back into the driver seat and drive off at full speed. Don't stop afterward.” Zane leaned towards her ear and whispered. When he locked eyes with her again, he saw that spark of stubbornness beaming in Emma's eyes, and then she said, “I don't know how to drive.”“Emma,” Zane whispered, knowing that she was lying because she wouldn't dare look into his gaze after those words. “I don't know how to drive-”“Okay, move off me first.”The position they were in was cramped and as Emma lifted off Zane’s body, she accidentally lost her balance and fell back on him,
Although Zane didn't intend to be since he discovered his mother's grave, he had been in his feelings for days and this morning was just the same as he sat at the table, staring at the food Emma had served him.After staring at him for a while, Emma rested her fork side on her plate of spaghetti and mumbled, “I want to stay home day.”Knowing that her university just started and she had only been attending classes for a couple of days, Zane knew she was not bored so quickly with her lectures for her to make such a statement, so he raised his gaze and said, “No, you don't want to.”Pouting, Emma tried to put on a serious expression and said, “I do,”“No, you don't. You only want to stay home because you have been feeling guilty leaving my side when I am in this state.” Zane stated calmly and with an understanding look on his face.Immediately, Emma tried to act defensive with a reply, but the words got stuck in her throat when he gave her that I-can-see-through-you look.“I just want to
After a Forty minutes drive, Zane and Mr. Alfred walked into Oliver's garden, and the entire area was empty of customers because Mr. Alfred book it for an hour.In the far corner of the restaurant was Mr. Adams, drinking a glass of cold water, and just as he was about to swallow it, he paused, his jaws puffy as he watched Mr. Alfred and Zane approach him.‘Someone who is like a son to me...’ The words from his earlier conversation with Mr. Alfred rang in his head and Mr. Adam forced the water down but choked on it, and he started coughing violently. As soon as he could breathe normally again, he stood up when the two approached him, extending his hand, shaking Mr. Alfred’s hand firmly as he said, “You know him... Mr. Briggs’ bast- son?!!”“Yes,” Mr. Alfred said, his grip tightening around Mr. Adams's hand at the fact that he almost called Ethan a bastard.When the two finally broke the handshake, Mr. Adams cried in his head, ‘Why do these two know each other...’Then he smiled at Zan
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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