“Are you even a man, Zeke Williams? You can’t even endure a little teasing from a harmless girl like me. You’re unbearably whiny! You’re just a petty kept-man. I vow to pick on you for the rest of my life.”
Nancy had returned to her usual self after 10 minutes.
Zeke felt helpless. Fine. Perhaps I had owed you in my previous life. Ha! You’re a real hypocrite, Nancy Hinton.
He got out of the car and took out a stack of cash. “Mr. Officer, Nancy Hinton is driving slightly over the speed limit. According to the rules, she should receive a speeding ticket without any demerit. I’ll help her pay for the speeding ticket.”
The captain replied in a hurry, “That’s not needed, Mr. Williams. You are the best friend of our director. He even reminded us to look after you...”
Lone Wolf was not a fool. He did not inform the people from the traffic department of Zeke’s identity. Instead, he referred to Zeke as his best friend.
Zeke said, “That’s not right. We must follow the rules at all times. Take this.”
The captain had no other choice but to receive the sum as a penalty for the speeding ticket.
Zeke reentered his car and was about to leave when a woman halted him, “Wait.”
Zeke sized up the woman in confusion.
She was dressed in a professional office lady outfit and wore high heels while carrying a bag on her shoulder. Her temperament was elegant and outstanding.
She wore light makeup on her delicate face and her hair was tied up into a bun. Her confidence and matured aura fitted the description of those indifferent female presidents from fictional novels.
Zeke was certain he did not know her.
He asked, “Is there a problem?”
The mature lady nodded. “Yes. I was caught driving recklessly earlier. The traffic officers took away my driving license and vehicle registration certificate. Please help me get back the identifications. I’m in a hurry.”
Zeke was perplexed. “Do I know you? Why should I help you?”
“You don’t know me, but you must help me. Otherwise, you’ll be in trouble.”
“What kind of trouble?”
The matured lady took out a professional camera from her bag and showed Zeke 2 pictures.
The pictures showed Zeke handing out money to the captain earlier.
She said coldly, “It is a crime for you to bribe the officers under broad daylight. I will report you if you do not help me. Enjoy your time behind bars by that time.”
Zeke was infuriated. I, the Great Marshal, am being threatened? What a joke!
He disregarded the lady and said indifferently, “Go ahead and report me. I am curious how does it feel to be living in the prison anyway. Moreover, are you sure I was bribing the officers? I was merely paying for my speeding ticket.”
Zeke shifted the gear and was about to leave.
Unexpectedly, the matured lady blocked his path forward. “You cannot go. You must help me. I am really in a hurry. All my effort up to this point in my life will go down the drain if I am late. You’re the only person who can help me now... I’m begging you, please?”
Zeke regarded her impassive facial expression. “Is that how you beg others for a favor? Don’t you know how to smile?”
She hesitated briefly before shaking her head. “I’m sorry. I don’t.”
“Then I can’t help you.”
The matured lady was on the verge of breaking down as she conversed with Zeke.
Finally, she spoke through her gritted teeth, “Fine. I have no other choice but to inform you of my identity now. I believe you will help me once you know who I am.”
Zeke was cornered. “Okay. Why don’t you tell me your identity now?”
She answered, “Are you familiar with the name Zeke Williams?”
Zeke was surprised. “Zeke Williams from Linton Group?” Why is she mentioning my name all of a sudden? I do not think I am related to her in any way.
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