All Chapters of Mr. Webb, Make Your Move!: Chapter 361 - Chapter 370

The caretaker paused, a bit confused. "Everything's okay here. We're all good."Zara let out a heavy sigh. Sharon had just had heart surgery and could not be emotionally agitated. She bit her lip and said firmly, "If you get any weird phone calls or something feels wrong, just hang up. Don't take stuff from people you don't know, and if anything weird happens, call me or the police, okay?"The caretaker was a little scared by how serious Zara sounded and said nervously, "Okay, I got it... Ms. Lowry, is everything alright with you?" It sounded like Zara was in some kind of big trouble.Zara replied, "No worries. Just don't tell my parents about this. I'm swamped with work and won't make it home this weekend. I'll ask my sister to take Mom for her check-up.""Alright, got it."Zara hung up and walked back to her desk, feeling a bit out of sorts.Nina put a box down. "Ms. Lowry, you had a package at the front desk. I brought it here for you."Zara gave a small smile. "Thanks."She

Just like that, Yosef led Zara out of the car.The night had fallen completely. Westwood's biggest square was all lit up for New Year's Eve and New Year's Day. They joined the crowd and were swept up into the festive spirit.Zara and Yosef walked side by side, weaving through the crowd where young couples strolled hand-in-hand, families laughed together, and grandparents played with their bouncing grandchildren.The square was alive with the sounds of laughter, music, and chattering voices. It was not noisy, just wonderfully bustling with life.Around the square, vendors sold tasty treats from their carts. As they walked by a barbecue stand, the vendor must have used too much oil because when it dripped onto the hot coals, flames leaped up with a loud whoosh!Zara jumped back, bumping into Yosef's chest. He quickly wrapped his arms around her, looking down with concern.The glow of the fire lit up Zara's face, her eyes wide with surprise. The shock chased away her gloom, and she

As soon as the penthouse door clicked open, the man wrapped the woman in his arms and stepped inside. Zara tripped over the doormat. Yosef quickly lifted her up and set her down on the shoe cabinet in the entryway. Before she could even react, Yosef, tall and close, kissed her. His kiss was full of feeling and intensity, even a bit wild. It was not like the reserved, distant, and decisive Yosef she knew, but like... just a man. A man who deeply wanted his woman. Zara had to lean back. She opened her mouth as he held her head and moved closer, tangling up with her. She could not catch her breath, and her mind went blank. She felt lost. She had not agreed to him yet, had she? She was just... Just what?Zara felt all mixed up inside because of him, her thoughts a jumbled mess. The only thing she could think of was the sky above the square, filled with dazzling fireworks.She held on tight to the bottom of Yosef's suit jacket. He noticed she was breathing heavily, so he stopped kis

Wilder immediately turned his head back.He paused. Scratching the back of his ear, he looked up at Yosef. "Yosef, did you and Ms. Lowry make up?"Yosef was holding a glass, the base resting in his hand. He casually hummed in acknowledgment.Wilder asked, "Then why..."Yosef's gaze turned sharp for a moment.Wilder stopped himself from saying more.He thought for a moment, then seemed to understand. He let out a snort of laughter while leaning back in his chair. "They say pain is the best teacher... Okay, I understand. I'll handle it."The room service had arrived with the meal, and Wilder was ready to check out the tasty options. However, Yosef interrupted him, "I didn't order your share."Wilder chuckled and playfully griped, "Alright, I'm just the workhorse here, toiling away without a bite to eat. I'll just find my own grub."Yosef grabbed the car keys he had tossed onto the table when he came in and threw them to Wilder. "Be careful," he said.Nodding, Wilder walked away

Such matters relied on natural progression. How could one expect advance notice for preparations?!With just one sentence from him, Zara's appetite turned into a tangled mess. She hurried to make a phone call right after her meal, eager to have someone fetch her clothes.Yosef approached from behind, scooping her up with a stern jawline. "Payment first," he stated flatly.Zara had not anticipated him to be serious about this matter. Refusing, she kicked her legs and struggled to get down. "Yosef! Put me down! You can't… You wouldn't… Wait!"However, her words were cut off by the slam of the bedroom door.Despite Yosef's disdain for the hotel's standards, the top floor was still the top floor, boasting decent soundproofing.No matter how loudly she shouted, her cries did not escape the room....Once Wilder descended the stairs and settled into his car, he made a call first. He briefed his subordinates on the tasks Yosef needed handled, instructing them to take care of them. The