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Amanda was taken aback after hearing Zed’s words. As she glanced at him, it felt like she was staring at an entirely different person. The Zed she knew would never risk losing a single client. He always did everything in his power to ensure his clients were satisfied. And whenever they weren’t pleased with the company’s service, he always found a way to win them back—maybe by offering them a Platinum car free of charge, or giving them a massive discount on their next order.But the Zed standing before her now didn’t seem afraid of losing a client. And it wasn’t just one client—he was willing to lose over fifty. All for what?"I don’t know what got you this way, or what—""I don’t want to hear any more about it, Amanda. I’ve made my decision, so please stop talking about it already," Zed cut her off sharply before she could finish.Amanda nodded, visibly backing down.Zed let out a long sigh and glanced at her. "I'm sorry. That was harsh," he admitted, his tone laced with regret."It’s
Hiding something
The sun was beginning to set, and the day was gradually slipping into darkness. A black van cruised steadily down the street, its tires humming against the pavement, and a few moments later, it finally came to a halt several meters away from Zed’s company.“Get out,” Sparrow spat coldly.Zed reached for the walking cane lying beside him before sliding the van door open and stepping out into the fading sunlight. He shut the door behind him with a dull thud, briefly scanning his surroundings, then began to move forward, his walking cane tapping rhythmically against the sidewalk as he advanced. He made his way through the quiet, deserted street until he finally arrived at the front of his company building.Security guards were already patrolling the premises, each of them armed with long, metallic bars. Their eyes were sharp, their expressions stern and unyielding. The moment they caught sight of Zed, they all lowered their heads respectfully and bowed in unison.Zed didn’t even glance a
Another plan
Elsewhere, inside an opulent mansion adorned with crystal chandeliers and gold-trimmed furniture, Mr. Damien reclined comfortably on a plush leather sofa, a glass of champagne balanced elegantly in his right hand. Sitting across from him was his stunning daughter, Mia. She, too, held a delicate flute of champagne, her gaze intensely focused on her father as he spoke.“The trial is in a few days,” Mr. Damien began, his voice calm but laced with calculation. “Steve already confessed to his crimes, so he’s definitely going to jail. No matter what Zed does, he won’t be able to save him.”He paused, taking a small sip of his drink, then continued, “I’ve been keeping a close watch on Zed and his company. I know Steve is his top engineer and that he has a soft spot for the guy. He won’t want him rotting behind bars for years. I’m certain he’s doing everything in his power to stop that from happening.”Mia brought her glass to her lips and took a slow sip, her eyes never leaving her father. S
For free
"Alright. I'll give you the ship you want," Zed remarked audibly, his gaze fixed intently on Mr. Anderson.A sinister grin crept onto Mr. Anderson’s face as he took a long, slow drag from his cigarette, then exhaled a thick cloud of smoke through his nostrils and mouth."You know, this could have gone a lot easier. If you had accepted the deal earlier, we wouldn’t have gone through so much stress," he bellowed, smoke curling from his lips with every word. "I’m the type of man who hates stress. I get everything I want without going through unnecessary effort—without even breaking a sweat. But you stressed me out, and for that... you must pay."Zed said nothing. He simply watched and listened, his face unreadable."For causing me this trouble, you won’t be getting a single penny from me. The support I promised earlier is off the table. You won’t receive any funds… and you certainly won’t be paid after the ship is completed," Mr. Anderson articulated coldly.Upon hearing those words, Zed
Accepting the deal
“What they don’t know,” Mr. Anderson began, his voice low and gravelly, “is that there are some secrets I keep. Really dark secrets. Secrets that only a handful of people know—and those who aren't supposed to know… are often taken out.”He leaned forward slowly until his face was just inches from Zed’s. His eyes bore into him with unnerving precision.“And you, my friend—you know about it. I’d like to know how.”A tense silence gripped the basement like a vice. The atmosphere was heavy, stifling. Everyone’s gaze was fixed on Zed.Zed’s heart pounded in his chest like a war drum. He forced himself to maintain his usual calm, collected exterior, but no matter how still he sat or how carefully he composed his face, Mr. Anderson could see right through it.How de hell he know? Zed thought, his mind racing.It was the system that had revealed the truth about the Anderson Group’s secret dealings. He had never breathed a word of it to anyone—hadn’t even hinted at it. He made sure to cover hi
You know my secret
Sparrow pulled open the door of the black van and gestured for Zed to step inside. Zed hesitated for a few moments, eyes narrowing slightly as if trying to assess the situation, before finally stepping in. The instant his feet touched the floor of the van, Sparrow slammed the door shut and locked it with a decisive click. Without wasting a second, he made his way to the driver's seat, slid in, started the engine, and drove off without delay.The van rolled through the bustling streets of the city, weaving between honking cars and hurried pedestrians. The city buzzed with life—honking horns, distant sirens, and the occasional call from a street vendor. But the longer they drove, the more that vibrant chaos faded away. After what felt like forever, the van left the crowded streets and ventured into a much more desolate area.Zed couldn’t see a thing from where he sat. The windows were tightly covered with thick black curtains, blocking out any view of the outside world. Yet, despite the
He wants me alive
"I told the cute chick out there that my name was Collins. But that was obviously a lie. I go by the name Sparrow," the man said, his voice low and smooth, a dark smirk curling at the corners of his mouth like poison on lips.Zed rose to his feet, a rigid tension stiffening his posture. The muscles around his eyes twitched slightly, and a shadow passed over his face."Sparrow, huh? And who are you, really? Who sent you?" Zed asked, his voice low, brittle. "Was it Salazar?" He swallowed hard, and the sudden dryness in his throat was undeniable. His eyes locked on the man's face, and his heart pounded violently against his ribs like a war drum."Salazar?" Sparrow scoffed, shaking his head slightly. "No, I don't work for Salazar. I work for Mr. Anderson."Zed's face changed instantly at the name. His lips parted, but it took him a second before sound came out."Yes… I do," he muttered, barely above a whisper."That's good," Sparrow chuckled, his voice oddly calm as he strode forward with
Sparrow
Mr. Anderson sat down quietly in his neatly arranged office, the soft ticking of the antique wall clock the only sound that accompanied his keystrokes. He was busy typing away on his computer, his fingers gliding smoothly across the keyboard with precise rhythm. The glare from the screen reflected faintly off his square-framed glasses, his eyes focused and his expression cold, as always. Outside his window, the overcast sky painted everything in shades of gray, mirroring the aura of the man behind the desk.As he continued working, a small notification popped up in the corner of his screen. It was an email—one he had been waiting for all day. The sender’s name glared at him like a challenge: Zed Zimmerman.Mr. Anderson's fingers froze mid-typing. His lips curled into a faint smile, subtle yet rare, softening his otherwise fierce expression. He moved swiftly, clicking the notification to open the message. His heart pulsed slightly faster—not out of excitement, but because he was cert
Is it a threat?
"I don't think she wants to meet you to talk about business. She probably just wants you two to hang out, sip some wine, maybe see a movie—""You're talking about a date?" Zed blurted out, eyes widening slightly."Well, yeah." Amanda affirmed casually, like it was the most obvious thing in the world."A date with a woman like Mrs. Josephine? Don't make me laugh," Zed muttered with a scoff, leaning back in his chair.Everyone in the city knew who Mrs. Josephine was.She wasn't just famous because of her wealth, her booming businesses, or the powerful web of connections she had spun over the years. No, Josephine's allure went far beyond influence and money.She was also strikingly beautiful—breathtaking, in fact.The kind of woman men dreamed about.She had received countless proposals from millionaires and billionaires scattered across the country. Hundreds of men were dying just for a chance to take her out to dinner. Heck, dozens of the wealthiest and most powerful men were willing t
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