Chapter 23
Taye had just walked out of the meeting room when he saw the message from Zachary
The last time they had spoken was two years ago, on the dry they halthebi arphunend.
What had they fought about? It felt so distant now that he couldn’t quite recall. He only knew that Zachary had gone abroad after the fight.
sitting back in his office chal, Zayn’s thoughts drifted in the days when he and Zachary were willl in schol.
Their families had been neighbors. Martha and Katen were best friends, so he and Zachary bew up together. They had always been close until fulle carne into the picture.
I was a classic love triangle.
The office door suddenly swung open
Stewart walked in with an exaggerated, eager mille.
Zvoked his gaze cold “What is it?”
Stewart pinned shyly. “T65 you call me this mig?”
Stewart leaned in a tle closer and lowered his voles. “Is it about Julia? Don’t worry, I just did what any good cousin would do
Hearing that, Zayn’s bows furrowed together. “What does
have to do with this?
Stewart was taken aback. “What do you mean, what does she have to do with ir Zayn, don’t be socold–beamed.”
Zayn’s expression darkened, impatience creeping into his voice. “What nonsense are you spouting sprak clearly.”
Seeing his reaction, Stewart hesitated for a moment before saying “You were drunk last night. I called Julie to come take care of you. And now, you’re ——
Before Stewart could finish, Zayn Interrupted sharply, “What did you say?”
Stewart rolled his eyes. “I was gonna say that you’re turning your back on people.”
“The part before that.”
Stewart pansed and repeated. Tcalled to take care of you last night.”
Seeing the shocked expression on Zayn’s face, Stewart cautiously asked, “Zay, you didn’t forget, didyou?”
“Was really be?
Stewart modded “Teah, I still have the call logs.
He pulled his phone and showed Zayn the call history from the night before:
Zayn looked at the timestamp, it was 9:00 pm. So, it hadn’t been a dream. It was really julie who had come to his side. She truly cared about him
A song smile tugged at the core of his lips.
Noturing Zayn zoning out, Stewart wowed his hand in front of him. “Zayn, snap out of it.”
He snapped back to reality and gave Stewart a faint small “Well done.”
Stewart me. He was stunned that Zayn, who usually put him down, was actually praising him.
“Zayn, you didn’t got possessed did you?”
Zayn looked at him with disdain. “Pathetic. Don’t call me your cousin again.”
Stewartsighed in relief at the familiar tone and look Now, this was the Zayn he knew.
Zayn said again, “it’s lunch break. Why are you here looking for me?”
With that reminder, Stewart suddenly remembered why he had come. He said with a grin, “Zayn, please help me out, I beg you.”
Zayn shot him a dissatisfied look. “What’s going on? Did your parents cut off your allowance?”
Stewart hesitated, then mumbled, “Can you lead me some money?”
Zayn raised an eyebrow, leaning back chair “How much
“Not much fast two million dollars.“”
Zayn’s bows acrowed highly. “Why do you need that much money? Did you go gambling”
“Of course not I don’t gamble,” Stewart sesisted.
Zayn dirh’t respond right away and just stared at him intently
Stewart porw nervor under his gaze. He knew that when it came to Zapi, there were no
