Zara put her phone on the table, and her gaze shifted to Arnold.“Arnold.” Her soft voice made Arnold fix his gaze on her.“Yes, Miss?” Arnold responded.“Have you been working for Madam Elizabeth for a long time?Her question made Arnold ponder for a moment. He had to give a logical answer so that she would not be suspicious of him.“I have been working as Madam Elizabeth’s driver for the past year,” he answered with a smile on his lips.“Oh, I see. It hasn’t been long, but Madam Elizabeth has considered you as her confidant. You must be someone with a good work ethic.” Zara paused her words. She was a little hesitant to express her question. “Can I ask you something? You can answer it if it is not something private.”He nodded, letting her. “Tell me what you want to ask, Miss.”“I heard that Madam Elizabeth has a grandson who is the CEO of The Winster Group. Have you ever met him?” Zara asked with a serious expression on her face.Pretending to be Elizabeth’s confidant meant he had

Arnold stared at the wad of money in his hand with a frown. He could feel Carlos' sincerity in wanting to protect him from the Hensen family. But he didn't need the money at all.Zara wondered what was going on when she saw the man giving Arnold the money. "What are they doing there? Does Arnold know that man?" she muttered.The fear that enveloped Zara made her freeze in the car. She chose to watch Arnold from there. She let Arnold solve his problem with the man himself.Arnold shook his head as he handed back the money to Carlos. "Thank you for your concern, but I don't need this money."Carlos pulled his hand away, reluctant to accept the money back. "I got paid a big sum to kill you. Don't worry, the money is not even half of what I get paid. You can go to another part of the world with the money. Your life is more important," he firmly refused."But why do you care about me? I do know Alastair, but I don't know you. We've never even met before." His question was laced with curios

Zara smiled widely with a glimmer of hope in her eyes. She was ambitious to get the main character role in this upcoming movie.“Seriously?” Zara asked in an excited tone.“I am very serious, Miss. You can come directly to Mr. Kumar’s room. He is in the Presidential Suite on the 7th floor. His room number is 717,” the lady explained.But after hearing further explanation from the lady, doubts enveloped Zara. “Excuse me, why didn’t he just come here if he really gave me a chance? I am afraid to come to his room, or maybe you would like to take me and accompany me there?” she asked.The lady smiled as she gave reassured words. “Miss, in his room, Mr. Kumar is not alone there. He has several servants. As you know, the presidential suite type room is very spacious, so you can comfortably show your acting talent there.”“So you can’t take me there?”The lady shook her head. “I'm sorry, Miss; I still have a lot of work to do here. And I think Mr. Kumar is kind enough to still give you a cha

Kumar, who was already shirtless, pulled Zara's hand and pushed her until she fell face down on the floor. Tears dripped down her cheeks. She regretted her decision to come to this room so much. If only she listened to her gut instinct, she would not have ended up here.The man put his hands on his hips while watching Zara who had fallen on the floor. "Oh Zara, I actually didn't want to be rude to you. But you asked me to do this," he stated, interspersed with a mocking chuckle.Zara tried to get up from her fall. She saw her bag that had fallen on the floor in front of her. She quickly got up and grabbed the bag. She took her cell phone out of her bag to call for help.Seeing Zara who was about to call someone, Kumar ran towards her to grab the phone from her hand.Zara's finger managed to press the call button on Arnold's contact. But when the call just rang, Kumar snatched the phone from her hand.Zara's eyes widened in surprise, and she turned to look at the middle-aged man. Kumar

Kumar got up from his fall while stepping back to get away from Alastair. He ran towards the table to grab his phone so he could call his bodyguards. Alastair clenched his fists with a rough breath. With swift steps, he walked towards Kumar. Kumar's eyes widened in fear seeing Alastair who was furious walking towards him. He cursed in annoyance seeing his call not getting an answer from his bodyguards. "What the hell!" He slammed the phone in annoyance, then his gaze shook seeing Alastair reaching for his body. "What are you doing? Put me down! Put me down!" He shouted for help, but no one paid attention to him. The security guards who witnessed the unfolding scene were silent, even though Kumar was a VIP guest at the Red Sapphire Hotel. What they saw when the door opened explained everything that happened here. Kumar was the guilty party, so the hotel would not protect him. The burly man lifted Kumar's body into the air as if he were lifting a doll. Kumar screamed in fear