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Dressed in black leggings, black shorts, and a gray hoodie jacket, Zane jogged down the sidewalk. His headphones were pressed to his ears as he hummed along with some music, blocking out the noise from the outside world and his thoughts.He had just finished running around the block and was heading back to the apartment when he heard his phone buzz in his pocket. For a second he hesitated, hating the thought of coming back to reality, and then he pressed his earbud, accepting the call.“Hello, boss. I know you are on a break and you need your rest, but there's been an issue at the company.” Mr. Parker's voice came through.Frowning slightly, Zane stopped dead in his tracks, frowning. “What kind of issue?”“Well, the finished product for Mr. Bradley, Mr. Jacob Curtis, and Richard Kiyoshi... The product got destroyed. I don't know what happened, but when I arrived at the office, Axel informed me that he was someone who had smashed all of the equipment, shattering them into pieces. I
After hurrying to her boss, Emily said in a low voice, “Sir, Mr. Bradley, Mr. Jacob Curtis, and Richard Kiyoshi are here. I was just about to call you and let you know. They seem angry and demanding to meet you.”It didn't make sense that the three would be here and mad when he had not called either of them, and the fact that they were only proved Zane's guess right. This was a setup to destroy his credibility and his reputation in the business cycle.“Where are they?” Zane asked.“Well, I told them to wait in the boardroom,” Emily paused and glanced nervously at Emma, “but they are pretty determined to meet you.”Wanting to get this over with, Zane sighed heavily, then said, "Let's go,”With a nod, Emily led the couple to the boardroom and Zane pushed the doors open once they reached the entrance to the room. Inside, he spotted the three people standing together, looking straight ahead, their jaws clenched and their eyes glistened with anger.“Good morning, Mr. Bradley, Mr. Curtis.
Although Zane's words were clear, Emma seemed lost by their meaning and he could tell, so Zane elaborated, saying, "I don't trust Mr. Parker, but it's pretty obvious that this is a setup against him too. Like, it doesn't make sense that he would sabotage the products, announce his name to our clients, and then call me to inform me of it all... And even have the audacity to show up to work in the heat of the moment.”“When you put it like that, I can see how senseless it is for him to be the one behind all of this,” Emma commented, trying to remain calm, though she was a little worried.Picking up his vibrating phone, Zane added, “The Bardots is the only one who has a problem with me and Mr. Parker... But damaging these products will be less beneficial to them and more profitable to NewEra co… And since I have the experience of the two working together, it makes more sense that they are doing the same now.” Then he accepted the call, resting the device on his ear, and asked, “What is i
When the doors to club DareDevil opened and Zane walked into the main hall with Yoko, and thirty men, the music died down and the dudes there all turned to look at him.For a club and casino, it looked kind of sketchy tonight because there were no females or workers, and the room was full of males that seemed drawn to the sight of Zane.With each step he and his men took further into the room, their eyes were following him and they had this malicious look on their faces.“Boss, this feels like a trap,” Yoko whispered, walking closed by Zane as three of their men walked in a shield position around Zane, putting him in the middle of all four of them.“It is a trap. The bread crumbs that were left behind by Sebastian weren’t him being sloppy and stupid. It was a well-planned trap to get me here. I can see that now.” Zane mumbled, his face lost in emotion.“If that’s the case, we need to get you out of here-““Sebastian is over there, to our right, at the Black Jack table.” Silently, Yok
Darting his eyes off Belinda, Zane looked at Sabastian and said, “Start talking, or else she will be free to strike that knife wherever she pleases.” As fear clouded his eyes, Sabastian looked over at Belinda to see a malicious smile plastered across her lips, and he closed his eyes tight, blurting out, “It was Mr. Allen! He was the one who told me to go down to the production floor and get that device destroyed. He promised me ten thousand to destroy it and then after I got the job done, I should tell him that the deal was done. Then he instructed me to lead you here by telling the guard on duty last night about my exact location tonight...”‘It’s always the silent ones that are the deadliest hypocrites,’ Zane thought, knowing Allen to be the administrative Secretary of Golden Key Co. and an easygoing guy, who rarely says much until needed. “He approached me a few days ago... As he was leaving the office, he overheard me asking for money from one of the guys, and when they denied me
Gently pacing back and forth with his phone to his ear, Zane said on the call, “Hello, Mr. Parker?”When Emma noticed the loose tie around his neck, she approached him from the dresser, causing Zane to stop as she reached for his black tie.Smiling with her eyes, she tied it in a Windsor knot before smoothing out any creases he had caused by gently tugging at it a few times too many. The gesture made Zane blush, but he did not protest against it. Then she grabbed the suit jacket from the nearby couch and draped it over his shoulder as he said on the call, “I need you to double the workers. The devices’ parts will be delivered this morning to the company. I need you guys to immediately start working on the product. We have only one week, so hire as many people as you can.”A faint look of worry crossed Emma's face at his last statement, but she held back her words and assist Zane in putting his other hand into the coat arm and then brushed her palms against his chest, looking into his
The atmosphere at Golden Key Co. had a slightly tense energy in the atmosphere when Zane walked into the company the next morning with Yoko by his side.“Good morning, Boss.” Every employee on the first floor greeted them after waking from their seat in unison.Responding with a faint smile, Zane nodded at them before facing his front, walking for the elevator as Yoko stayed on his heel.A few minutes later, Zane reached his office floor and the moment Emily saw him, she took a booklet from her desk and rushed from behind it, approaching the two.When she reached Zane, she stopped, gazing at him hesitantly, and then greeted, “Good morning?”“What’s wrong?” Zane asked, studying her face.“Nothing is wrong. It's the opposite... People have been calling like crazy. Mr. Kim called to know if you have a space in your schedule to make time to go golfing with him... Mr. Josh said that he wants to invite you to a dinner party that he’s hosting on Friday… Mrs. Gant said something about a char
Just like a wave of radiation, every single being had watched or heard of Mr. Alfred and Zane's interview, and just like having bodyguards escorting her to her class every time after the accident, the news had drawn attention to her, but at an increasing rate, and Emma tried to ignore the eyes that followed her in the hallways as she made her way out of the building after her last class.“Emma,” Chad's voice suddenly echoed into her ear, causing lines to appear between her brows.Since Zane had been open to her about the incident from the other night, she knew his family wanted her husband dead and her eyes grew cold as she kept walking, not wanting to talk to him.But Chad ran from behind, crossing in front of Emma and causing her three bodyguards to go into a defensive mood and tense stances with one of them shouting, “Back up, boy! Move your ass back!”Even though rage ate at him because of their reaction, Chad took three steps back in shock, not saying a word for a couple of second
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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