Carla quickly closed her eyes and turned around. "You… you're still bathing. I'll wait outside."
Zayn ignored her.
As Carla walked out, something occurred to her. Why don't I use this opportunity to check if there is a wolf head tattoo on his back?
With that thought in mind, she stopped in her tracks. Having gathered her courage, she said, "I would like to talk to you about something."
"Hmm?" Zayn grunted."Were you the one who sent me the Delivery from Hell?" Carla demanded to know.
Zayn opened his eyes. "Did someone send it to you using my name?"
"Yes." Carla nodded. "I received a parcel in the evening. Inside, there was a body of a dead kitten and also a bomb…"
Just talking about it caused her to feel the chills from the incident. "Luckily, I realized it in time and the explosion wasn't a big one. Or else, I would be dead now."
Zayn was briefly silent before giving Naya a call. "There's a Delivery from Hell. Go and investigate who sent it."
"Understood."
"It wasn't you? Who could it be then?" Carla couldn't put two and two together. "Who would even dare pretend to be you?"
It wasn't strange if someone wanted to harm her. What piqued her curiosity was that the culprit did so in Zayn's name.
"I've sent men to investigate so we'll know soon enough." Zayn wiped the water off his face. "Is there anything else?"
"With regards to the necklace…"
"You still have one day." Zayn didn't budge.
"But…"
Carla had wanted to plead for more time. But Zayn had closed his eyes and obviously didn't want to hear any of it.
Pursing her lips, Carla glared at him angrily.
There's no way I can see the tattoo with his back to the bathtub.
After giving it some thought, Carla remarked on purpose, "Mr. Giblo, I don't understand why you forced me to sign the debt repayment agreement. Have you fallen for me? But I'm already taken."
Zayn growled with a frown, "Get out."
"It's the truth, I'm not bluffing." Carla was desperate. "My boyfriend is tall and handsome. Every time I'm in trouble, he would come save me. Besides, he…"
"Who saved you this time?" Zayn opened his eyes and looked at her as if she was an idiot. "And the last time, and the time before that…"
"Yes, you have also saved me many times. But he is different…" Carla had an idea and declared on purpose, "He is my first boyfriend and I will never leave him."
"Oh? What does he do?" Zayn raised his eyebrow curiously.
"He…" Carla hesitated before she replied reluctantly, "He works in the service industry."
I can't fully confirm that Zayn is Gigolo yet, what if he isn't?
Hence, she decided not to reveal Gigolo's identity, for fear of reprisals from Zayn.
"What kind of service?" Zayn tried to trap her.
"Erm… he's…" Carla couldn't say it but she was terrible at lying. In the end, she found an excuse. "Why should I tell you?"
Zayn wasn't bothered to entertain her further. Raising his hand, he waved her away.
Carla had no choice but to leave when she realized her plan had failed.
Just when she turned around, she kicked her knee against the wall, causing her to yell in pain. Feeling the numbness in her knee, she crouched on the floor to rub it.
"Why are you so clumsy!" Zayn was dumbfounded. "Even a pig is smarter than you!"
"Boohoo… it hurts…" Carla was squatting on the floor, crying. "It's really painful."
When Zayn saw how pitifully she was sobbing, he couldn't help but sympathize with her. Hence he stood up and walked over.
When Carla heard him coming from behind her, her eyes lit up as she knew her moment had arrived.
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