All Chapters of The greatest son: Zane strikes back: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Walking past Zane with a plate of fried plantains and eggs, Emma set it on the table and mumbled, “Dad said that he wants us to have lunch at his place.”“Sure,” Zane mumbled, his attention on the papers before him.But after a moment of total silence, he raised his gaze to see Emma staring at him with one of her brows raised.Immediately, Zane dropped the pen, closed the files, and then pushed them aside.“Thank you,” Emma murmured as she picked up the plate and put it in front of him along with a glass of orange juice. “Enjoy,”For a second, Zane stared blankly at her for a moment before picking up the fork. His appetite was still nonexistent after finding out that Mr. Clark is a disgusting freak, and now he had like three days to make a final decision on how to handle things with him.But he knew Emma woke up early to make this, so he pushed his thoughts aside for a while and started eating, enjoying it a little more than usual. “Sooo... I was thinking, once everything is over, you

Standing at the rack, staring at his suit, Zane spaced out until he felt Emma's hands wrapped around his bicep. The soft pressure of her fingers against his skin made him feel warm inside, and goosebumps prickled his arms as her cheek rested on his back, breathing in deeply. "What's wrong?” Emma whispered.Her voice drew him from his thoughts, and then he turned to meet her worried expression with a smile, mumbling, “I am about to piss off some powerful, grumpy old men, and I am just contemplating on if I should...”“Do you really want to piss off this grumpy old dudes?” Emma asked quietly, her eyes searching his face. There was a hint of worry hidden beneath her concern, but she seemed to be trying not to show it.“I have to,” Zane said, gently brushing away a flyaway strand of hair. “I can’t just stand by and let them ruin me.”Holding his gaze, Emma beamed at him as her palm rested against his chest for another brief moment before her fingertips slipped between his arm and his

The concern in doctor Lyle's voice made Zane immediately tense, caring enough to ask, “Did something happen to him?”“Can we have this discussion face to face?” Doctor Lyle asked.Now Zane was getting worked up, and after hesitating for a few moments, he said, “Alright. I am on my way.”Just then, a text popped up on his screen as Zane was ending the call, and he noticed Emma’s message, “How’s the meeting going?”Immediately, he dialed her number, putting the phone next to his ear, and he waited until she picked up.“Hey, Em,” Zane said.“Hey, babe. How did it go?” Emma's soft voice came through.“Mr. Clark got arrested as planned... But It’s Damion. Doctor Lyle called me... something must have happened to him. But he won't say what.”“You should pick me up from campus, and we can go together. Whatever it is, we will deal with it together. You shouldn’t have to do it alone.”“Alright… I will be there in ten minutes. See you then.” The building grew cold as the police marched into Ae

When the ambulance finally arrived, Austin was still laying on the floor, unmoving. When he heard a scream that sent chills down his spine, he tried to raise himself, but his head felt like spinning in circles, and it was difficult for him to sniff normally.His breathing became irregular, and his pupils started to shrink rapidly. He couldn't tell if it was the pain making his vision blurry."Oh, my… I think the driver is dead.” When Austin heard those words his body went limp and his eyes closed, “That would have been me.”“Sir, Sir, can you hear me.” A guy's voice echoed in his ear, forcing Austin’s eyes to open, and he saw a paramedic standing over him.The guy then looked back and called out to the others, “He’s alive.”Just then, Austin tried to raise himself, but the EMTs warned, “You have a head injury. Don't do any movement. They are bringing the stretcher.”“My driver, is he really dead?” Austin whispered shakily as the stretcher got closer to him.Even though the guy didn

Realizing from his harsh gaze that Jason was serious about his suggestion, Mr. Taylor’s brows furrowed as his patients for their conversations depleted, and he said, “I think you have overstayed your welcome. So how about you leave?”His abrupt request and the coldness in his tone made Jason frown deeply, his eyes darkening even more as he asked, “And why should I?”“For about the twenty minutes of you walking into this mansion and us getting to this point in our discussion, I forgot that NewEra is a dying company, and along with it, the Briggs power and reputation is a thing in the past. But now that I gave realize that I don’t need to take orders from a scum.” Mr. Taylor spat with disgust.Silent by those words, Jason watched him as he continued, “Even though I hate that bastard of a son from your brother to the bones, getting involved with your family was what got my company and me in this state in the first place, so I refuse this proposal of yours, and I need you to get off my se