Zayn worked for the entire night and only switched off his laptop at five in the morning. Massaging his temples, he planned to sleep for two more hours before waking up.
At that moment, Brandy suddenly knocked on the door. "I have something to report to you, Mr. Giblo."
"Come in, " replied Zayn.
Brandy walked in and closed the door. After scanning his surroundings and ensuring that there were no cameras, he whispered, "I've checked the vicinity. There's nothing suspicious and Shelley is still locked up. As for Benard…"
"Speak." Zayn frowned.
"He hasn't found any problems yet. However, he said that the entrance of Mr. Jombo's residence is still tightly locked. They even strengthened the security, which is quite suspicious, " Brandy stated softly.
When Zayn heard that, his expression became solemn. He remained silent for a few seconds before instructing, "Tell him to keep an eye there. If anything happens, inform me straight away!"
"Yes, sir." Brandy quickly left to relay the message.
Although Zayn wanted to rest initially, he could no longer sleep now. He could already guess what was happening over at Jombo's place…
After half a month of peace, chaos was about to start again.
He heaved a deep sigh and got up to bathe. After changing into a comfortable set of clothes, he headed downstairs.
"Good morning, Mr. Zayn." Mrs. Bolistin had just woken up and was prepared to go to the kitchen. She was surprised to see Zayn walking down the stairs too. "Were you up the entire night, or have you just woken up?"
"What do you think?" joked Zayn. "Looking at my complexion, it's obvious that I've just woken up."
"That's great, then." Mrs. Bolistin nodded with a smile. "Why didn't you sleep for a longer time?"
"There's too much work in the company. I'm going to stay in the company from today onward, or it'll just keep accumulating." Zayn strode into the kitchen. "Before I leave, I'd like to make breakfast for the rest."
"Huh? You won't be returning from today onward?" asked Mrs. Bolistin, stunned. "Where will you be staying, then?"
"There's a bedroom in my office, " replied Zayn before making a call. "Hi, Mosa. Inform the rest that the senior management and the president's office will have to work overtime from today onward. Important personnel will have to spend the night in the company, including myself."
After ending the call, he rolled up his sleeves and started making breakfast.
"Poor Mr. Zayn… You're working so hard." Mrs. Bolistin's heart ached.
"It's fine. Help me out here!" urged Zayn. "If not, they won't have any breakfast to eat after waking up."
"I'm coming!"
When Carla woke up, she could taste blood in her mouth.
She got up dazedly and went to the bathroom to wash up. It was then that she discovered that her lips were split. Although the wound had been treated, it was obvious that she had bitten hard on it.
Furthermore, her teeth felt sore, as if she had bitten onto something forcefully.
It was probably not her lips.
"May I enter, Ms. Lierger?"
Someone knocked on the door.
"Come in!" replied Carla.
Freda and Hapilia walked in, with the latter holding a medical kit.
"Ms. Lierger, we'll treat your wound again after you're done washing up." Freda invited Hapilia to sit down.
"Okay." After washing up simply, Carla walked out of the bathroom. "Was there thunder yesterday night again?"
"Yeah." Freda nodded and said with a smile, "However, your relapse this time is much better than before. You slept really quickly and didn't have a nosebleed. This means that Dr. Feroma's treatment is working!"
"That's great." Carla heaved a sigh of relief.
"Sit down, Carla. I'll apply the ointment for you." Hapilia opened the medical kit. "Dr. Feroma is treating Mr. Giblo now, so I'll have to go over later."
"What happened to him?" asked Carla, puzzled.
"Don't you remember?" Freda asked awkwardly. "You bit his hand yesterday and tore some skin off."
"Yeah! It was terrifying." Hapilia nodded profusely. "Dr. Feroma even had to stitch his wound last night. It'll definitely leave a scar."
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