Both men cried in unison, “No!”
Of course, it was futile. After all, the consequences of making their wives angry were far more serious than sleeping with another man.
Later at night, when Nicholas carried all the shopping bags back to the hotel listlessly and opened the door to see the soft bed in the room he had specially chosen… he almost blew up on the spot!
Zephyr was much calmer in comparison. He quietly took off his coat and took a bottle of red wine out of the cabinet, adding ice and slowly swirling it.
“Zephyr, I don’t care if you want to do it or not. The two of us have to be united!” Nicholas said through his gritted teeth.
“From tomorrow onward, we will take care of our own woman. We can’t let the two of them stick to each other anymore, you hear me!?”
Nicholas slumped on the bed in a huff, wanting nothing more than to punch a hole through it.
Zephyr was nonchalant with a smirk. He looked at the nightfall outside the window, and his gaze darkened soon.
‘Southeast Aciatic and the Irwins… Rowan Irwin and the pharmaceutical company…’ These kept replaying in his mind.
He was clear about the reason Matthew wanted to harm him, but why was Rowan involved in this? Could the hundreds of millions of dollars of insurance proceeds tempt him?
The Irwins' influence was no greater than the Hamertons’, but the industry they were in made the most money—pharmaceuticals and information technology. They did not lack money.
There must be another reason Irwin was doing this!
…
Cordelia was smiling a lot more after they returned from Mengasas. Zephyr was relieved, but he received Frederic’s call.
“Z, Elder Mr. Hamerton got his hands on your statement. I think you best make a trip back to Centrolis.”
“Mm, got it.” Zephyr was expecting it. He knew this day would come when he asked Frederic to draft the statement.
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