- Novel-Eng
- Romance
- CEO & Rich
- Billionaire
- Marriage & Family
- Love
- Sweet Love
- Revenge
- Werewolf
- Family
- Marriage
- Drama
- Alpha
- Action
- Adult
- Adventure
- Comedy
- Drama
- Ecchi
- Fantasy
- Gender Bender
- Harem
- Historical
- Horror
- Josei
- Game
- Martial Arts
- Mature
- Mecha
- Mystery
- Psychological
- Romance
- School Life
- Sci-fi
- Seinen
- Shoujo
- Shounen Ai
- Shounen
- Slice of Life
- Smut
- Sports
- Supernatural
- Tragedy
- Wuxia
- Xianxia
- Xuanhuan
- Yaoi
- Military
- Two-dimensional
- Urban Life
- Yuri
Chapter 748 Come to Him
What Lincoln said was convincing and sounded utterly reasonable. But after all, helping Stephen was actually for
Zayla. Besides, Aziel felt weird as he listened to Lincoln.
Weak and kind? Was Zayla that Lincoln talked about the same person that Aziel knew? Aziel scratched his head,
very puzzled.
Lincoln gave him a murderous look. “Why don’t you go now?” Aziel was startled with fright, came back to his
senses, nodded immediately, and went down to work. The presidential suite fell into a wordless silence.
Lincoln stood before the French window, scanning the night of the city, and finally fixed his gaze on a particular
place. That was the direction of Bridgeland Villa. It was his little girl’s home.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe next second, the corners of his Иps curled up, and a sly light flashed’in his eyes. He was waiting. He was waiting
for his little girl to come to him.
After Zayla washed up, she lay on the bed and read the plan for the following year that Ira had just sent her. Zayla
gave the employees a holiday three days in advance as New Year’s Eve approached.
They had been busy for a year, and giving them an extra three days off was reasonable. The year-end bonus had
already been distributed, and the employees were delighted.
Ira, in particular, was pleased. He seemed so happy that he grinned from ear to ear and couldn’t close his mouth.
Ira kept complimenting Zayla, and in the days before the holiday, he flattered Zayla every day, repeating countless
praises.
As a manager, Ira set an example, voluntarily gave up the three-day vacation, and completed the plan for the
following year. Of course, the main reason that he worked so hard was that the year-end bonus was quite much. So
much!
After reading the plan, Zayla found several problems and gave Ira feedback. Then, she closed the mailbox and
opened Timeline instead. As soon as it was refreshed, Zayla saw the latest one posted by Aziel.
She froze as she held the phone. Zayla clicked on the photo. Lincoln’s tall figure seemed to blend in with the night,
but the night was decorated with lights, While he was alone with nothing.
Zayla pursed her lips, and her heart seemed to be pressed by something. “Forget it, and sleep.” She said to herself,
put down her phone, and turned down the floor light to the dimmest.
However, Zayla tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Her mind was full of his lonely back. Lincoln had no home in
Harper, and he left his hometown for her. Thinking of this, Zayla got up. She put on a down jacket that covered her
head to toe, clutched her phone, and opened the door carefully.
First, she opened a crack in the door, then poked out her head and looked to the left and right to ensure no one was
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthere. She didn’t even dare to take the elevator for fear of making a noise. She tiptoed toward the stairs…
After finally running out of the villa, before entering the courtyard to take a breath, Zayla saw Stephen standing by
the street light. He doesn’t see me… He doesn’t see me…”
Zayla kept brainwashing herself, then turned around and ran toward the villa. Suddenly, the familiar voice sounded.
“It’s so late. Where are you going?” Zayla stopped and sighed. Stephen had seen her.
“Stephen, I can’t sleep, so I go out for a walk. I just want to do some exercise and breathe fresh air.” “It’s going to
snow tonight, and it’s ten degrees below zero.” Zayla was speechless for a moment. “Are you going to Lincoln?”
“Stephen, I didn’t! I really didn’t want to go to him! I just came out for a walk, a walk…” Zayla’s words became
more and more disorganized, and her voice became weaker. Stephen smiled and took out the car key from his
pocket. “I parked the car outside, but it seems you won’t need it.”