Zayn was obviously torn. To be honest, he had always viewed marriage as a useless institution.
Marriage was merely an act to maintain social order.
The commoners got married to procreate, remain warm in the winter and reduce living costs.
On the other hand, the upper class got married to benefit their businesses.
Marriage had nothing to do with love.If Carla hadn't appeared, he wouldn't mind marrying anyone.
Hence, he couldn't be bothered when Jombo interfered and chose his future wife. To his dismay, this led to the old man overstepping his boundaries.
Right now, he could change nothing.
Most importantly, as Jombo used to be involved in shady businesses, he was a decisive and cruel man. If I offend him, Carla might be in danger.
At that thought, Zayn caved in.
"Good." Jombo's lips curved up smugly. He gave Layon a signal.
Delighted, Layon exchanged glances with his daughter, Shelley.
Soon, everyone on the stage was beaming in delight, except for Zayn, of course.
"Quiet down, everyone! Quiet down!"
The emcee started appealing for the media to quieten down. He then announced the start of the event before inviting Jombo onto the stage.
Rounds of applause erupted in the hall.
Meanwhile, Carla sat in her seat, unmoving.
The other secretaries were asked to leave, so she was left alone with Thompson and his men.
Thompson greeted her with a polite smile. "Miss Wigston, we meet again."
"You—"
"As Mr. Giblo wishes to discipline his grandson, please cooperate with us."
Thompson was smiling, but he was giving off a horrible vibe. His polite request caused Carla to tense up in fear.
A chill ran down her spine as she realized the Giblos were no pushovers.
When they wanted to treat you well, they'd indulged in your every wish. She had seen how Jombo adored the triplets and Zayn showering his love on her.
However, the moment one got on their bad side, they'd change drastically and descend like a devil who had just risen from hell, making their target lose it.
"I'm just someone insignificant. I can't change anything, " uttered Carla, her heart thumping rapidly. She forced herself to calm down. "You think too highly of me."
"Mr. Giblo has never thought highly of anyone. It was Mr. Zayn who adores you!"
Carla had a feeling there was an underlying meaning in his words.
"You should go to Zayn, " Carla retorted with a frown. "Why are you targeting me?"
"You're the root of the problem. We need to get rid of you first!"
Thompson was still all smiles although he was practically threatening her.
Carla finally realized how deadly the butler was. No wonder Brandy and Benard were full of respect for him. Even Zayn had to treat him politely.
Although she was seething with reluctance, Carla remained silent and sat there, waiting for the event to end.
"Mr. Benday has something to announce, " declared the emcee.
Rising to his feet, Layon Benday spoke humbly. "The Giblo family and the Benday family had been friends for at least three generations. Thanks to them, we could achieve this much. My daughter, Shelley Benday, has admired Zayn for years. Today, I will—"
"Hey!" Jombo cut him off impatiently. "Layon, stop beating around the bush. Just get straight to the point."
He banged on the table and announced, "My grandson, Zayn, will get engaged to Shelley Benday on the tenth of next month!"
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