After sending Jombo off, Zayn decided to visit Lucas.
Before leaving, he spoke to Selena. "Have a good rest at the hotel. If you feel bored, just get someone to give you a tour of the area. The scenery here at Ashenville Garden is spectacular."
"Alright. Don't worry about me." Selena smiled as she gestured to Zayn.
Zayn left a few subordinates behind to look after her before hurrying off with Benard, Bugara, and his other subordinates.
When they arrived at Carla's villa, Lucas was still having breakfast. Zayn walked over, sat down, and began digging in without even saying a word.
"You didn't have breakfast?"
Raising an eyebrow, Lucas called for a maid to give Zayn some cutlery to use. He also got them to bring the breadbasket, which Zayn adored.
It was almost as if he had forgotten about wanting to cut ties with the very same man for trying to steal his woman away just the day before.
Zayn was famished—he had not eaten anything since the previous night.
"How long have you been starving?" Lucas frowned at him. "Don't tell me you haven't eaten anything since last night?"
"What else do you expect?" Zayn rolled his eyes.
"O-okay. Help yourself." Lucas felt a little guilty. "I should have arranged a meal to be sent to you."
"Where's Carla?" Zayn asked.
"She's in her room. I'll go get her." Just as Lucas was about to get up, Zayn grabbed his arm and said, "Let's talk first."
"Okay." Lucas sounded nervous. "If you think that her addition would negatively affect your profit, I can…"
"You know that's not what I want to discuss with you." As Zayn looked Lucas in the eye, he could almost feel his head throbbing. "I've come to regret doing business with you… You know, with that brilliant mind of yours…"
Zayn sighed deeply.
Meanwhile, back in her room, Carla's expression was downcast, and her gaze was sharp like a knife.
Freda, Rogan, and the others were kneeling before her with their heads hung low, not daring to make the slightest noise.
"So, you're saying that Lucas called him over?"
Moments ago, Freda conveyed the events that transpired the night before to her. "What were you two doing? Why didn't you stop him?" She demanded.
"He broke in even though I pointed a gun at him. He simply couldn't be stopped, " Rogan explained, looking at the floor.
"I tried my best, but Mr. Giblo shoved me away really forcefully. When I got back on my feet, he had already gone into the bathroom and…"
Freda dared not finish her sentence.
Carla stiffened. It was obvious that Zayn had seen her completely naked the night before.
"It was an emergency, and we tried our best. You were hurting all over. Even though Mr. Giblo acted a little rough, he did those things to save you…" Rogan continued softly.
"Acted a little rough?" Upon hearing those words, Carla furrowed her brows. "What do you mean by a little rough?"
"He was sitting by the bathtub while holding your arm so that Dr. Goman could give you an injection, but you struggled too much. Dr. Goman even fell over, so Mr. Giblo could only…"
Rogan blinked tentatively, unable to go on.
"Say it!" Carla growled.
"In the end, he entered the bathtub, mounted over your body, and pressed your wrist down so that Dr. Goman could give you the jab…"
Rogan's voice was barely audible, but Carla caught every single word.
Her face turned as pale as a sheet.
"I wanted to rush over, but Lucas stopped me. You might have misunderstood Mr. Giblo. All he wanted was to save you. He wasn't trying to take advantage of you, " Freda explained.
"Yeah. You were hitting him and kicking him all over. In the end, you even bit his neck, causing him to bleed, but he held it in…"
"What did you just say?" Carla cut Rogan off. "I bit his neck?"
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