Mr. Webb, Make Your Move! のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 371 - チャプター 380

The coffee at the storytelling café was a special kind called Honey Lavender Latte. It had a sweet taste that lingered in the mouth. Zara took a sip and hesitated, "Yosef, you...""Didn't you call me Yos?" Yosef whispered, his voice low. Zara's grip on her cup faltered, and a few drops of coffee splashed onto the table, leaving a wet trail.He had heard her slip and use that special name last night.Yosef watched her closely. "You've never called me that before. When did you start?"Zara dabbed at the spill with a cloth, but the water mark stayed on the table.Yosef kept his eyes on her. His friends usually just called him 'Yosef', but 'Yos' felt different—warmer somehow."Have you started calling me that in the last few days?" He wondered if she had grown fond of him because they had been spending time together.However, it was not that simple.Zara had been holding onto the nickname 'Yos' for a long time. Ever since she started liking him, she had thought about what to call h

What?! Zara sat up straight. "For real?"Yosef flung her phone onto the blanket, nodding for her to take a look. Shelby was calling.Zara quickly picked up. "Shelby?"Hearing her voice, Shelby let out a relieved breath. "You've finally picked up. Where have you been? I texted and called you, but you never answered. I even checked your hotel and you weren't there. "I was so worried the Nox family had... If I couldn't reach you today, I was going to call the police."Zara blinked. She had been with Yosef these last couple of days. Her phone was buried in her bag, which she had left upstairs. She had not even thought to check it."I'm okay," she assured Shelby."That's a relief. Hey, guess what? You're no longer banned from leaving Westwood. You're free to go wherever you want now.""Why so sudden?" Zara asked."The two guys who were questioned by the police finally cracked. They admitted Leah paid them to fake the whole thing. She promised them 30 grand each if they did a good

The mother and daughter strolled along the cobblestone streets of the small town. Zara chatted with Sharon as they walked, but, of course, she only shared happy news and kept any worries to herself.Sharon's spirits were high, making her quicker on her feet than usual. She cheerfully told Zara, "Your dad went for treatment. We'll pick him up on our way back later.""Sounds good."Zara knew from the caretaker that for the last month, Trevor had been undergoing treatment at a clinic. Together, Zara and Sharon went to the market. They did not just buy some pork; they also filled their cart with all sorts of things—chicken, duck, fish, and plenty of veggies.Zara thought about mentioning that she was only staying for a couple of days and they would not be able to eat all that food, but Sharon was like those parents who could not bear to let their kids leave without making sure they had gained a good ten pounds. There was no stopping her.Zara texted Cheryl, asking her to bring her f

Yosef glided toward her on the boat, clad in a black suit with a dark red tie that shone like a beacon in the night. It pierced the darkness and hit her right in the heart.The boat edged closer to the shore. Yosef reached out his hand to Zara, inviting her to hop on and join him.Zara stood still.She did not run toward him like that time in the elevator. She just watched him with a frozen gaze.Yosef told the boatman to come a little closer. When they were just a short distance from the shore, he suddenly stepped onto the bank and jumped right in front of Zara!She was so surprised by his sudden move that she wanted to step back. Before she could, however, he wrapped her up in his arms.With his broad shoulders and slim waist, especially in his black coat, he enveloped her in a hug that seemed to hide her away from the world.Zara's nose was nipped by the chilly breeze as she bumped into his warm chest. She quickly turned her head away and asked, "Why haven't you left?"She w

Trevor tripped over a raised stone and nearly fell, but Yosef caught his arm just in time, steadying him.Trevor looked up, surprised to see the man in the fancy suit. He felt a bit awkward. "Thank you, thank you," he stammered.Yosef simply said, "It's nothing."Trevor gave a small laugh and kept walking with Yosef by his side. Yosef took his time as if they were headed the same way. Trevor felt a weird pressure and asked, trying to sound casual, "I noticed you came from Lane Eight, just like me. That's quite the coincidence. I live there too. Are you visiting relatives? I've been around for years and never seen you."Yosef seemed aloof as he replied, "I'll say a name you're sure to know.""Oh yeah? Let's hear it," Trevor said, pretending to be curious. Yosef stopped, his expression aloof. He said just one word, "Winston."Trevor froze in his steps!Yosef continued, "I want to talk about something important, the '45 billion'."Hearing 'Winston' was one thing, but '45 billion'