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“But…”
That sentence was about to roll off Zennie’s tongue, but she could not do it. She could only gulp.
Other than her brother explaining it to Cordelia personally, others were not able to intervene.
“Alright.” Cordelia smiled and pinched Zennie’s nose lightly. “What’s gotten into you today? Is it
because you haven’t gotten any cookies?”
Zennie forced a smile and got the cookies out of the oven with her.
The wind chime rang at the door each time customers patronized the café.
Cordelia began another busy day. This day was like every other day—sunlight filled the porch while the
interior wafted with the aroma of coffee. Patrons chatted and took photos here, leaving good reviews
before they left.
It was close to the start of fall now, but the irises were blooming prettily.
Cordelia was filled with happiness. As Zennie watched her smile in contentment, she hoped she could
stay this blissful.
…
Zephyr drove along the river very slowly and rarely made a bump.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe passenger seat belonged to Cordelia, so no one was allowed on it. Hence, the two men in the
backseat looked hopeless as they stared at the back of Zephyr’s head like they had seen a ghost and
sighed occasionally.
He was so careful with this car, costing less than $15,000, and treated it like a gem while he pushed
down on the pedal of those million-dollar luxury sports cars in the past, not at all pained when they
were wrecked and treating them like trash.
They were all cars, but they had different destinies…
Josiah yawned. “Z, I’m going to fall asleep if you keep driving at this speed!”
Zephyr’s face fell and was reflected through the rearview mirror as he slowly stopped the car by the
curb.
“Get off to sleep if you want to. You drool when you sleep. Don’t stain the car!”
Josiah perked up and straightened up instantly.
Frederic started with a chuckle, “Uh, Z, can I have a sip of water?”
“What if you spill it?” Zephyr glared at him.
Frederic went silent and held back his thirst.
“Z, I’ve got something to tell you.” Josiah decided to act fast to save himself from the trouble. “Yale’s
planning to send Marcus to Chaiseland.”
“Hmm, yeah.” Frederic nodded. “They’re in the process recently and have trained Marcus.”
“They move pretty fast.” Zephyr sneered. “They’re going to ask for money in Chaiseland on my behalf!”
“Yeah.”
“It’s fine. I contacted my mom,” replied Zephyr. “I told her she’ll have a fake son asking for money very
soon and that she must be prepared for it.”
“Auntie?” Josiah was worried. “Can she handle it? I heard that Matthew has gotten close to your uncle
recently. They must have conspired a long time ago!”
“Don’t worry.” Zephyr turned back to look at them. “You know my mom. The thing she does best in life?
Strong and aggressive!”
The men exchanged looks and chuckled.
Zephyr’s mother, the eldest daughter in her family, had gotten used to being dominant her whole life.
The stronger her opponent was, the better she fought.
Zephyr completely inherited her superior genes in this.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“So there’s only one way out for Marcus when he arrives in Chaiseland.” Josiah laughed. “Caught alive
by auntie!”
Frederic nodded. “A good amount of issues can be settled when he’s caught!”
Josiah said, “Oh, yeah, Z, Aunt Cloud and Zennie have been staying in Regalia. My uncle’s there to
keep an eye out. Everything’s okay!”
“Thanks for going through the trouble.”
“Are we bros or not?” Josiah cackled, and his expression slowly grew serious. “But… Z, is Zennie
dating? There’s a man by her side…”
Zephyr scowled.
Josiah pulled out some surveillance recordings from his phone. “This guy. I remember his name is Phil
Nelson, a longtime employee in your family.”
“Yeah, I know.” Zephyr’s frown was deep. “Is there something wrong with him?”
“Not exactly. And he doesn’t dare stay around Zennie all day.” Josiah scratched his head. “I just find
him rather odd. I met him two days ago, and he didn’t speak a word. If Zennie didn’t introduce him, I’d
have thought he was mute!”