Zayn?
No, it's Gigolo!
He was wearing a mysterious half mask and dressed in a black leisure suit. With four subordinates behind him, he walked towards the right side of the corridor.
Despite not knowing the names of the four men, Carla was certain that they were Zayn's men.
He must be Gigolo. He must be…
Overwhelmed by a sudden rush of emotions, Carla wanted to question him. But suddenly, a hand grabbed her on the shoulder and dragged her forcefully into one of the rooms.
"Let me go!" Carla struggled vehemently.
Lola motioned to her bodyguards who then released Carla before standing guard at the door.
"What do you want?" Carla glared at Lola coldly.
"Release my parents first."
Lola had likely not slept for days as her eyebags looked heavy. She seemed to be in a daze and was extremely exhausted.
"I didn't take them…"
"Drop the act." Lola slammed the wine glass she was holding onto the floor, smashing it into pieces. "If not for you, would Zayn even capture them?"
"Since you know it was Zayn that took them, " Carla asserted coldly, "why don't you ask him instead of me?"
"Are you still trying to play games with me?"
Lola took out her phone and made a call.
The heavy metal music that was being played in Stifling Night came to a sudden stop.
The next moment, Venus's squeaky voice was heard shouting, "Randy! Josh! Wait for me!"
"Venus! Quick!" Josh could be heard yelling back.
"Venus, slow down or you'll fall." It was followed by Randy's voice.
Carla widened her eyes in shock and frantically tried to stop her. "What are you doing? Stop it."
"This is just the prelude." Lola gloated as she waved her phone. "I've spent ten million to pay off Stifling Night's DJ to connect my phone to their broadcasting system! I found out that Zayn has forbidden all media companies from publishing any news related to you. I can't do anything to you online, but I don't think Zayn can help you here, can he?"
The Stifling Night has thousands of patrons a night. If everyone present saw the news about you, wouldn't it be exciting? Don't you think?"
"You…" Carla was trembling in anger.
"I still have a lot of clips." Lola showed Carla her screen as she scrolled through it confidently. "I even found videos of you and the children participating in the kindergarten activities. Do you want me to play them?"
Just as she spoke, she prepared to play the videos.
"Wait." Carla compromised immediately. "Turn it off. I'll call Zayn and have him release your parents."
"That's a good girl." Lola exited from the broadcasting page and motioned Carla to go ahead.
Carla frantically gave Zayn a call.
"Put it on speaker, " Lola ordered.
Carla did as she was told.
Just a minute ago, in another private room.
Zayn was in a midst of a discussion when he was jolted by the children's voices. Looking up, he looked outside with squinted eyes as if something had occurred to him.
Where have I heard those names before?
Ring!
Suddenly, his phone rang.
When he saw who it was, he took leave from his secretive guest and answered the call by a corner. "Hello!"
"Mr. Giblo, I'm begging you. Please let Uncle Simeon and Aunt Alia go."
Carla's voice was trembling.
Zayn knew at once that she was being threatened. Furthermore, he surmised that she was also at Stifling Night as he could hear the faint background music through the phone."
"Alright!" Zayn readily agreed while signaling his men.
Benard understood immediately and quickly led two men out to deal with the situation.
"Tell Lola to pick them up at Stifling Night, " Zayn replied.
"Huh?" Before Carla knew what was going on, Zayn had ended the call.
Carla began to feel anxious. Does he actually know that I'm at Stifling Night?
"What does he mean? Don't tell me my parents are being held here too?" Lola remarked.
Carla lamented in her heart on Lola's behalf. You're dumber than me!
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