
Zetta is a little gawking. He does not half-believe meilhat figure who is the driver at this time. Rayden, the man who helped him get an important project some time ago.
In her silence, Zetta observed Rayden at a glance. The man's appearance remained formal and elegant, just like the last time they met.
"It looks like your company didn't go bankrupt, so why did you apply to be a driver?" ask Zetta at last.
Rayden just smiled slightly grimacingly.
"I didn't expect that the acquaintance Regina was referring to was you. I think ... is really a guy who needs a job. But, your acting is great. It's a shame you didn't become an actor. Even Regina believes so much in your deception" Zetta said. Although awkward and somewhat uncomfortable, but he was also curious about the reason behind Rayden's actions this time around.
Rayden smiled faintly. Not to feel funny with Zetta's words that contain innuendo, but to feel funny with his own behavior. The work in the office piled up, but he instead accepted Regina's insignificant offer. In fact, he could also refuse and explain the true circumstances. However, he instead agreed to it without asking much.
Because Rayden was silent for quite a while, Zetta ventured to look at him.
"Why? You offended by my words?" ask Zetta.
Rayden looked sighed.
"It's actually just a misunderstanding. We met at an inappropriate time. I was delivering drinks to friends and she misjudged me as a waiter. Then we exchanged contacts, and he said he wanted to find a job for me. I didn't make a big deal about it because I didn't think it was serious, but it turned out to be .." Rayden said with a smile.
"Is that? But why don't you explain it from the beginning?" asked Zetta with a probing look.
"Too complicated. I was in a hurry, so I just let him think. It was also not good to refuse. He's been bothered, for the sake of appreciating his efforts yes I just accept this offer."
Rayden's reply made Zetta grumble inwardly. He doesn't think the way Rayden thinks. He does not want to explain in a reason to appreciate, but in a way to lie. Did he not realize how disappointing a lie was? Zetta hates people who lie because it reminds her of Helia.
"But, you can't keep going like this either." Zetta finally spoke again.
"I know."
Zetta was speechless, confused as to what else to say. In fact, until Rayden began to drive his car Zetta still remained unmoved.
"Where are we going?" ask Rayden.
Zetta reluctantly mentions Roan's school address. The man said it even though he was wondering. Why did Zetta come to the school?
Along the way, Zetta and Rayden did not talk much. Rayden focused on the steering wheel and dismissed his curiosity, while Zetta more often stared outside to ward off awkwardness.
About forty minutes later, they arrived at Roan's school. Rayden went down first and opened the door for Zetta.
"You don't have to do this, I can do it myself" Zetta said as she got out of the car.
"It's okay" Rayden replied with a smile.
"Then thank you."
At the same time, Jordan seemed to be busy in his study. He knew that Zetta was going to acquire a company, and he had already devised a plan to screw it up. Jordan can't wait to get rid of Zetta's father's legacy, making it a tribute to his dead daughter.
"Don't think you can live a quiet life and keep the assets your father left behind, Zetta. Heh, it's just your dream! Soon you will be broken and unable to rise again. That way your father's actions can pay off even," Jordan said with a grin. Her grudge is still burning and will not be extinguished before Zetta suffers or dies like her daughter.
While Jordan was still busy thinking about the destruction of Zetta, suddenly the computer in front of him showed a black screen. Jordan frowned in wonder, not usually his computer error.
Jordan had not yet moved, suddenly the computer screen was back on. However, it was no longer the row of figures displayed, but rather the figure of a masked man who was very foreign to him.
"Jordan!"
Jordan was shocked when the man mentioned his name. With a heavy and firm voice, Jordan began to worry about making it. He realized that his computer was not an error, but rather hacked by someone. Very unexpected because all this time has installed a security system that is quite tough.
"Listen well to this! Stop looking for trouble with Zetta, because if you don't, your life will be over by then."
Jordan widened. It's hard to believe that the man who hacked his computer was on Zetta's side. Who is that woman? Why would anyone protect her?
"You've been doing a lot of things to Zetta, and it's time I stopped you. In exchange for an apology you never said, I took three billion from your company."
Jordan was stunned. His mouth seemed to be locked, then he involuntarily became tense. Three billion is not a small amount, and it is as easy as it is taken by a foreign party. Nah! This shouldn't have happened!
It felt like Jordan was doing something to fight the man. However, his body only budged like a statue in front of a screen.
"Don't think I bullied you, Jordan. You yourself understand this is nothing compared to what you have done. And ... I not only took your money, but I also gave you a gift. Now I've prepared and will soon arrive at your place. Hope you like my special gift, Jordan." The man laughed after finishing his words.
A moment later, the computer screen went dead. The masked man's video is missing and leaves no trace. Repeatedly Jordan tried to track down, but failed. In fact, his balance was only seen to be reduced without any information as to where it went. That masked man was really good at hacking.
"Who is he? Why protect Zetta?" Jordan snarled with a puff of hunting breath.
All this time, he never thought that there was such a great person standing behind Zetta. At her age, Zetta was just a weak woman who must have been easy to set aside. But it turns out he was wrong. Zetta isn't as cool as he thinks.
"I have to what now? There's no way I'm letting him successfully acquire the company!" Jordan called out to himself. But then, he was somewhat dumbstruck with a bad expression.
"But .. there's no way I'm ignoring the threat just now. He took my money, what if it really kills me? And what did he say, a gift? What does he mean?"
Jordan's heart is racing fast. Given his no-nonsense threat, Jordan believes the prize in question is not a good one. Unknowingly, Jordan's body was limp and barely powered. He leaned back in the work chair with a muddled mind.
"Whatever the problems that will occur, hopefully still be able to handle," Jordan's inner. Lost is already his haughty attitude, all that is left is the fear of the worst possibilities.
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