All Chapters of Mr. Webb, Make Your Move!: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

The sound echoed sharply in the dark, empty room.Yosef had been alive for 28 years, and this should be the first time he was slapped. However, Zara had slapped him once before a few months ago.Back then, he had said he was just 'using her as a tool'.This time, Zara was ready to give a slap that was way harder than before.Zara was sprawled on the couch, her chest rising and falling with fury as the two stared each other down in the pitch-black room.The curtains were so thick that they could not see a thing. She could not even see the look on Yosef's face.They were so close, less than a foot apart.Yosef's breaths were calm and steady, but they felt as cold as ice.They were like two animals trapped in a cage, neither one backing down. They seemed ready to battle it out forever.All of a sudden, there was a beeping noise at the door, and someone swiped a card to get in.Zara did not think twice. She shoved Yosef away, sat up fast, and fixed her clothes. She wondered who c

The manager frowned. "Well, that's a bit tricky. Other guests are on that floor, and we have to respect their privacy. I can't make this decision alone. I may need to check with my bosses.""You may do that, but remember, I can call the cops anytime. I'm being stalked and harassed. The police will have the right to see the surveillance footage, won't they?" Zara said evenly.The manager, a seasoned pro, gave a wry smile. "You weren't hurt, and being followed is just your guess. Even if the police come, they might not take your case. Without proof, we have the right to keep the footage private."Zara countered, "Really? But Mr. Webb from the 19th floor was on the 17th floor too, and he almost got hurt by the stalker."As soon as the manager heard the name Mr. Webb, his face went pale. He quickly looked back at the worker for confirmation.The worker leaned in and whispered something that made the manager look even more serious. He told Zara to hold on for a second, pulled out his p

Yosef's voice was cool. "Ophite ordered all the heavy, spicy dishes from Aquaville. Think you can handle them?"Zara really could not, which is why she had not eaten much.Why was that his concern, though?Yosef was already on the phone. "Bring some light-tasting food to private room B88 in ten minutes."Zara watched him, puzzled. Was he going out of his way to get her something to eat?"Mr. Webb, I'm quite taken aback by your kindness." He was more unpredictable than she had thought.Despite last night's uproar, he seemed to care about whether she could eat.Yosef gave her a quick look. "Don't be so surprised. You need to be alive to answer my questions."It turned out he had an ulterior motive.Zara was too weak to leave, so she stopped resisting. She sat at the dining table and held her stomach.The private dining room in the upscale hotel smelled indescribably good.Yosef did not hesitate and bombarded her with questions before she could even catch her breath, "What happ

Zara immediately said, "Professor Schmidt, I didn't mean…""I don't care." Stanley was being a bit stubborn. "Well, that's my opinion. If you have something else to say, let's wait until I'm done with my lab work. I'll come get you at Aquaville and then we can talk it out properly."She was not even his student... Zara felt like she could not get a word in edgewise."It's late. You should get some sleep. I'm going to hang up now," Stanley said.He really did hang up, leaving Zara with no way to respond.Stanley stepped out onto the balcony with a watering can in hand. He began to water his mint plants, feeling happier than he had in a long time.He thought back to that day at school. During a break, he accidentally overheard some guys joking, "Jack, your girlfriend is so pretty. We just want a peek..."Stanley could not help but laugh.He really was stealing his friend's girlfriend now... However, it was not his fault the guy had not shown up yet.He could not be blamed for th

Zara started scrolling through the album, hitting the back button over and over. She lost count of the presses, but she still had not reached the end. Every single photo was of her, captured in various places...She clicked through the camera a few more times and stumbled upon some photos that were taken at the Thanksgiving float manufacturing factory.Suddenly, Zara knew where she had seen this camera. She looked straight at the masked man and said, "A few months back, after the incident at the Thanksgiving float manufacturing factory, you lent me your camera to help prove my innocence, didn't you?"That was the day Beatrice falsely blamed her for causing an accident by pulling on a rope.Later, she gave the camera to the factory manager, hoping he would return it to the kind person who had helped her. She even called the manager, who told her the blogger had picked it up. After that, she did not think much about it.Now, she realized this man had been secretly taking photos of h