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Nef and Ron were already on the way towards their table. Zion rubbed his brows as he felt a sudden pain but there was no choice to follow the hungry friends. With their tummies, their eyes were also hungry and thirsty and that thirst can only be quenched by looking at the hot girls. When the girls saw them, they were over the cloud nine. Zion is no less than Roman or Greek God. Slightly tanned skin, dark eyes, dark hair, tall height, perfectly balanced and muscled body, high IQ, a heir of the top IT company of the country, in short he is perfect in every way and a dream guy of every girl.

What a defensive and hostile woman… Whatever the case was, Zachariah knew that all he could do now was give in to her whims… With that, he could only ask in a helpless tone, “Fine… What exactly do you want me to do…?” Delighted to hear that, Zuri’s confidence instantly peaked as she replied in a loud voice, “I want you to kick them out of Schywater City!” It was evident that she had deliberately done so to ensure that the trio heard her. Upon hearing that, Zachariah could only groan before saying, “…Isn’t it fine if we just teach them a lesson…? Don’t you think you’re causing too much of a scene for such a small matter…?” Zachariah himself didn’t like using his power and position to bully ot

“He's devilishly handsome.” Sarah Rodriguez gushed over pictures of Zaki Omidyar--on her iPad. Much to Amelia's dismay, she'd been drooling and dropping light kisses all over his pictures all evening. It irked her that not even a single member of her family stood by her against this bizarre marriage arrangement. To worsen matters, she'd gathered from Camella's investigations that he'd been the one driving the Porsche Cayenne that destroyed her vehicle and ruined her perfect afternoon, two weeks ago.

Immediately Amelia settled down on the table, Robert entered the living room with a guy who was walking at a leisure pace, with no care in the world and as if he owns the place. One glimpse at him and Alicia could instantly tell that he undoubtedly owns the place. She knew automatically without being told that he is the Zane that everyone talks about. Physically, he is everything the rumor says he is. He is tall, fit, and well built. The similarity between him and Robert can be clearly seen. Anyone that sees the two would know that they are brothers.

Yours in plotting, Zera

I am also getting tired of how much of a sook, how much of a girly girl I have become since being in the village and then pregnant as, once again, tears fill my eyes and slide down my cheeks. I feel the bed dip as Zachariah climbs on. I ignore him, not really wanting his comfort yet. However, he has other ideas as he grabs my shoulders and makes me turn over so that I am now facing him. He then lifts his hand, sliding it on my cheek as he wipes away the tears and says, “You are not a sook and you are anything but a girly girl, my little warrior…” I stare at him and then frown as I whisper, “Were you in my head listening again?”

She was strangely reminded of when that strange man had pounced on her… ‘But that man was obviously Zenios! Why does it feel like deja vu?’ “Get me a glass of water,” Zachary ordered. Charlotte snapped back to reality. “O-Okay.” “Warm water,” Zachary added. Charlotte turned around and gave him an “okay” sign. “Sure thing!” Zachary sat on the couch and bolted upright. His dark, inky, shapely brows were locked in a perfect frown. ‘D*mn it!’

Driven by a raw, ancestral protective instinct, the four-year-old boy leaped to his feet and threw his small body directly between the massive hound and his sister. Zach dropped into a low, predatory crouch. His small hands curled into fists, his chest expanding as his silver-grey eyes violently flashed with a blinding, supernatural white light. He opened his mouth, and from the very depths of his tiny chest, he unleashed a sound that shattered the festive atmosphere of the entire town square.

Fiona followed up with a sugary smile. "I have a really sensitive nose, so don't take it personally." Jasper gave a slight frown of his own and said, "Babe, I know things have been rough for you these past few days. I just got back from the time portal. Here, I brought something for our son." He reached into a bag and pulled out a cheap bootleg action figure, placing it in my hands. If this had been any other time, I would have thrown it in his face on the spot, the way I always did with whatever half-hearted gift he used to brush me off. Not today, however. I did not care anymore.