Chapter 349 Someone Set Fire to the Club
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“Zev.” Kelly ignored the discomfort in her stomach as she searched for Zev among the crowd, but he was there.
“Honey…
Just as Kelly was about to leave, she heard Zev’s weak voice coming from the restroom.
He was throwing up–violently.
“I’m sorry…
Even in his drunken, barely conscious state, Zev’s first reaction was to apologize to Kelly in a panic.
He thought he was dreaming–how could Kelly be here?
He had no idea when Caden had called her.
Kelly stood to the side, watching Zev. He had thrown up so much that his eyes were red:
An indescribable feeling welled up inside her, a heavy sense of helplessness settling over her.
She couldn’t help Zev, nor could she change his situation.
Zev endured the things he hated for one reason–to become stronger. Strong enough that just by standing there, no one would dare touch his wife and child.
“Come on, let’s go home…” Kelly’s voice trembled slightly.
Zev had expected her to be angry, but all he saw in her eyes was concern.
“Honey…” Sitting on the floor, he held onto Kelly, his voice barely above a whisper. “Just give me a little more time.”
It wouldn’t be this way forever.
He refused the arranged marriage, so he had to do things he hated to secure his position.
He pushed himself harder, faster, striving to become stronger.
He would surpass Shawn.
“I’m sorry…” He kept apologizing, over and over. He didn’t want Kelly to have to live like this with him.
What he wanted to give her was a simple, stable, and warm home.
But right now, he was so busy that he didn’t even have time to go home.
So many times, he had sat in the car, having the driver pass by the front door of his home. He could only steal a glance, not even having time to visit them.
Wade’s health was getting worse, and the company was growing more unstable.
Stuart had to be dealt with, and so did Ken. Those waiting for Wade’s death, eyeing the vacant position,
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Chapter 349 Someone Set Fire to the Club
had to be intimidated.
He no longer had the time to give Kelly the security she needed.
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He knew Kelly needed him. He knew she couldn’t sleep without him. But what could he do? Right now, he felt like an ant on a hot pan, like a loser struggling desperately.
He often hated himself for not being strong enough, for still falling short–far from enough.
Even though he had already tried so hard, even though he was truly exceptional, he still felt it wasn’t enough.
A woman, who had been drinking with him, called out seductively from outside the restroom, shouting Zev’s name, “Mr. Zion … Keep drinking, come have some fun with us!”
These rich kids liked to gather together and have beautiful women accompany them. Since Zev was the best–looking and had the best physique among them, it was no surprise that many were eager to get close to him.
Hearing the noise outside, Zev was startled, and the alcohol seemed to evaporate from his system. Nervously, he looked up at Kelly.
Kelly’s aura was dark and cold …
Zev’s only thought was that he was in serious trouble. “Honey, I swear, I’ve been keeping myself clean and following all the codes of conduct for a good husband…
Kelly sneered, momentarily pushing aside her concern for Zev. She twisted his ear and whispered, “We’re going home; I’ll deal with you then.”
Zev stumbled to his feet, fighting the dizziness and nausea, then collapsed onto Kelly, drunkenly pleading, “Honey, I’m sorry.”
The bathroom door opened, and Kelly turned to see the woman standing outside.
The woman froze for a moment when she saw Kelly, then smiled and said, “Oh, you got him. Are you heading up to one of the rooms? Mind if I join you?”
It was obvious the woman thought Kelly was in the same line of work.
“Take a good look,” Kelly said, her voice cold as she grabbed the woman’s collar. “His name is Zev Lockhart. He’s my husband and the CEO of Lockhart Group. If he’s here in the future, you’d better keep your distance. Don’t touch what belongs to me.
“Two–thirds of the men here were forced into marriage by their families. You live off them, but no amount of money will keep you safe if you cross the line. If I find out any of you dare to touch my husband, I promise … not only will you have to give back every penny, but you’ll also experience how their real wives handle things… Enjoy your time in jail.”
Kelly’s aura was intimidating, and when she threatened someone, it was genuinely terrifying.
The woman sobered up instantly, nervously looking at Kelly. Had the wife come to confront her?
They made their living from this, and the last thing they wanted was to have someone’s wife show up at
their door.
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