chapter 1391
Nella hemmed and hawed before asking, "I heard that Sir Lucas has been tracking Ms. Lierger, so I'm just wondering if she's safe."
Zayn's gaze instantly darkened.
He, too, had had his suspicions from early on. Daemon had taken all the necessary precautions to ensure that Carla wouldn't pose a threat to those in Erihal. And given that Carla never had many enemies to begin with, who else would want to go after her?
As it turned out, that person was none other than Lucas.
"I think he went crazy and hired a few men to track down Ms. Lierger's whereabouts. I don't know what he's up to, though…"
After a pause, Nella added, "Sir Carl has been trying to collaborate with me, so I've had people monitoring their family activities to make sure they're above-board. That's how I came to know so much about the Srinsot family."
"I understand, " Zayn answered with a somber nod. "Thank you for informing me."
"If anything should happen to Ms. Lierger, you know who and what to investigate first, " Nella whispered. "I know this has nothing to do with me, but I also know how much you care about her. I'm sorry if I've overstepped the line."
"No, not at all. Thank you, " Zayn said sincerely.
"All right then, I shan't disturb you any longer. Rest well, and I hope to see you at my banquet in a few days!"
Zayn nodded politely and ordered Naya to see Nella out.
As luck would have it, Nella bumped into Thompson downstairs and briefly chatted with him.
Despite the brief meeting, she had certainly made an impression on Thompson, who sighed when she left. "Ms. Gold is such an exemplary woman. Not only is she from a prominent family, but she also carries herself with poise and sophistication. She and Mr. Zayn would be the perfect match."
"That's true, but Mr. Giblo only has eyes for Ms. Lierger, " Naya replied softly. "Mr. Thompson, when have you started to worry about such matters like Mr. Jombo?"
"I'm only thinking, " Thompson answered with yet another sigh. "I do remember Mr. Jombo saying that we should never interfere with affairs of the heart."
"Exactly. We should let Mr. Giblo decide for himself."
Thompson nodded his head, but his mind continued to race. "I'm only just beginning to understand what Mr. Jombo must have felt. Now that I'm looking at it from a different perspective, it's hard not to be anxious and worried…"
Naya's lips curled into a smile as she patted Thompson's shoulders. "Of course, that's perfectly understandable. Well, I'm going up to accompany Mr. Giblo. Enjoy your reading."
When Naya returned to the study room, she found Zayn sitting on the sofa and staring blankly at his phone.
"Mr. Giblo, do you want to take a stroll in the garden?" Naya gently asked while she handed him a glass of water.
However, Zayn said nothing, his eyes still trained on his phone.
Naya decided not to disturb him and merely stood quietly at the side. She knew, better than anyone else, that Zayn was waiting for Benard's call.
Meanwhile, Benard was storming a villa in a small town with a group of men.
After several days of investigation, he learned that Carla and Freda were taken away by a group of foreigners and imprisoned in the villa.
Having ordered Remon and Polka to surround the villa, Benard was ready to charge in with the other men when a video call from Zayn came in.
Thankfully, his phone was already on mute as Benard hastily answered it. "Mr. Giblo—"
"Livestream it. I want to see what's going on, " Zayn demanded.
Even though the request had stunned him, Benard quickly nodded. "Understood!"
With that, Benard held onto his phone and crept stealthily into the villa. To his surprise, the place was quiet, and the aroma of food wafted from the kitchen.
Benard then carefully pushed the kitchen window open and looked in, only to see Carla cooking in a sexy strap dress.
The next second, a topless Lucas walked in with just a towel around his waist. He hugged Carla from behind and kissed her neck passionately. "Thank you for making dinner, my dear wife. I love you so much…"
With Benard's phone capturing every scene, Zayn, unfortunately, saw and heard them all too clearly.
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