"Hanson is your son. How could you do this to him?" Essie couldn’t suppress her anger. She glared at him and clenched her fists.
Jobson didn’t wait for a second to answer her question. "You’re right. He’s my son. That’s exactly why he should do what I tell him to do." His voice sounded cold and ruthless.
When they stepped out of the elevator, eight tall and brawny men in black stopped them and stood in their way.
"What are you doing?" Jobson sounded alarmed. Seeing the men in front of them, he thought they looked dangerous.
"You can leave now. We’ll take Miss Essie with us," one of the men said flatly. Their mere presence turned the whole atmosphere tense.
Jobson glanced at Essie and thought, ‘Did this woman get into any other trouble?
These guys seem to be from a powerful family. I only have two bodyguards with me. If anything happens, we won’t stand a chance. I should go.
Besides, whatever happens to this woman won’t have anything to do with me. If she died, then it would all work out for me since she won’t be able to bother Hanson anymore.’
When he realized that he was sneering, he immediately tried to restrain himself. He spoke in a low voice and said, "Leave her. Let’s go." He did not say another word and quickly left without looking back.
Looking at the men in black who had such an imposing presence, Essie could not help but shudder. She took a step back and asked, "Who are you? And what are you going to do?" She didn’t know what they came for. Whenever she remembered the time when Valery had her kidnapped, she would get goosebumps.
One of the men in black came up to her and said, "Mrs. Essie, you don’t have to be afraid. Boss asked us to protect you. Please come with us, he is waiting for you."
Essie raised her left eyebrow. ‘Boss?’
She was slightly taken aback. "Wait. You’re Zac’s people?"
The man who towered over her nodded.
She let out a sigh and said, "All right, fine. Let’s go." She smoothed her clothes and walked out. She was in luck since she also wanted to see Zac.
Zac was waiting at the Legendary for a while and sat in front of the bay window.
Essie had prepared to leave without hesitation that she took all her belongings with her. There was no trace of her, and the only things she left to Zac were their memories and despair.
Zac leaned his head against the cold glass window.
‘Does she really not have any feelings for me, even just a tiny bit?’
It was raining outside and the raindrops were trickling down the window.
A strong wind pushed the window open and lightly slammed on his face, as though trying to wake him up. It was cold—as cold as his heart that he could feel no warmth.
Suddenly, he heard footsteps from outside the door.
He immediately collected his thoughts and wore a cold and frigid face.
Essie came in through the door.
Her face was full of anger and resentment.
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