Todos los capítulos de Mr. Webb, Make Your Move!: Capítulo 201 - Capítulo 210

Yosef tapped the ash from his cigarette and gave a half-smile. "It's late. You should get some sleep.""Alright."Ophite ended the call.Yosef went back to his room and watched the woman sleep peacefully on the bed for a while before he lay down and gently pulled her close....The next morning, Zara woke up with a start.The drug's effects had worn off, and her mind was crystal clear. She grabbed something from the nightstand, immediately throwing it at Yosef. "Leave me alone!"Yosef was taken by surprise, and the object hit him right on the forehead.It did not bleed, but a red mark formed.He quickly held her hands down by the pillow. Zara's eyes were wide with anger as she glared at him.Yosef said coolly, "You should be thanking me. If I hadn't been there last night, things could've been much worse for you."Zara's breathing was fast and heavy. Biting her lip, she said, "Get off."Yosef smirked. "Can't keep your hands off me? Remember, I warned you about the consequenc

Zara's brows furrowed. "Cheryl? Are you still there? Is Mom okay?"Her voice was edged with worry. Finally, Cheryl spoke up. "No, no, everything's fine. Mom wanted to talk to you last night, so she had me call you... She's finished knitting the mittens too. She probably just wanted to know if you needed anything else."Zara's frown eased at that.Cheryl had only called once last night. It did not seem like an emergency. Otherwise, she would have called over and over."I don't need anything else. Tell Mom to stop knitting. It's too tiring for her." Zara bit her lip. "Is Mom awake? I want to talk to her.""Mom's on an IV drip right now, and it's hard for her to use the phone. You can talk later.""Alright."Zara ended the call.Even though Cheryl said all was well, Zara could not shake off a weird feeling... Perhaps it was because last night was so full of surprises, and she had not calmed down yet.When the elevator arrived on the ground floor, she stepped out and called Stanle

"Professor Schmidt, you need to rush back, so you can go ahead. Ms. Lowry, you'll stay," said Eugene.Stanley slid his glasses back on, the silver edges catching the light. "What's the reason for this, Mr. Webb?""We still need to gather data at Mount Siran's base. Someone from your team has to come with me. Since you have to head back to Starville for the next steps, Ms. Lowry can stay, right? Is that so hard to understand?" The two men locked eyes across the conference table.They had not really talked much since they started working together. From the start, Stanley was sent back to Starville by Yosef because of a fire in the lab.This was actually their first face-to-face meeting.They had been fine, staying out of each other's way until now. With this disagreement, however, all the hidden tension suddenly came out in the open."If that's what you think, Mr. Webb, I'd say someone else who knows the project better should stay. Ms. Lowry is my secretary, and she has some offi

Yosef paused for a moment, his dark eyes reflecting her image. He said nothing.Zara had an idea."You first asked me to come back when I got Schmidt Group a better deal and they offered me a job. Do you want to get me back because you're noticing that I'm escaping from your control?" She had been like a bird in a cage for him, and now that she could fly, he did not like it.He wanted her to stay close, where he could easily keep her under his control.To be totally honest, he just did not like seeing her succeed.Yosef held the back of her neck again.Zara felt like she was being treated like a kitten or a puppy being carried by the scruff of its neck. It was demeaning. She wanted to pull away, but he would not let her."Don't flatter yourself. You can travel the world or climb the highest mountain, but you'll never be above me. I can handle you with ease, wherever you are," Yosef said with a chill in his voice. "Did you forget what I told you that night?"What did he say

Ophite thought that if Stanley had not been a professor—hence his gentlemanly demeanor—and Ophite's own quick reflexes in pulling out a handkerchief to cover the box before passing it back to Stanley, they might have ended up in a scuffle right there at the hotel entrance.In the car, Ophite massaged his nose bridge. "Why did you have to provoke him?""Me, provoke?" Yosef played with his sapphire cufflinks, clearly pleased with himself."Didn't you? Even though you know she's his girlfriend, you still made him deliver it to Ms. Lowry..." Ophite could not even say the words. Why was Yosef so mean?He wondered aloud, "Do you really hate her?"There were armrests in the back seat of the business car. Yosef rested his elbow on the one next to him, his face flickering in the passing streetlights."Hate who?""Ms. Lowry."Yosef frowned, puzzled.Ophite explained, "Look, Stanley is her boyfriend. Even if he was just a friend or someone she liked a little, what you did would make Ms.