Zayn felt someone tug on his arm from behind.
"F_ck off!" he roared.
Selena shuddered, and she turned pale.
The two female medical staff beside her also shook in fear, holding in their breaths.
Zayn's fury also scared away the guests at the scene.
After a long, dreadful silence, Zayn finally took a deep breath before turning to look at Selena.
With tears welling up in her eyes, Selena quivered as she gestured to Zayn. "Zayn, did I do something wrong? Did I do something to anger you?"
For some reason, Zayn could not bear to lash out at her any longer.
Frowning, he ordered, "Send her back."
"Understood." The medical staff promptly helped Selena back into the car.
The bodyguard closed the doors and drove off.
All the while, Benard was observing Zayn's facial expressions very closely. Eyeing him tentatively, he said, "I don't think Ms. Lierger has recalled anything just yet. This is no time to be panicking like this. How about we go in and check on her?"
Zayn strode off without even looking at him.
On the surface, the banquet hall still seemed rather lively, with the incredible piano pieces filling up the entire room. However, the guests dared not dance or enjoy themselves at all due to the unmistakable tension lingering in the air.
Zayn hurried over to the lounge. The door was left ajar. Lucas was doing all he could to take care of Carla. "How are you feeling? Do you need me to call an ambulance?"
"I'm fine…" Carla had regained her composure. After drinking a cup of warm water, she finally looked up. Catching a glimpse of Zayn at the door, her gaze turned cold. "Mr. Giblo, don't you need to keep your wife company? Why are you here?"
Zayn wanted to ask her how she was feeling, but somehow, he simply could not say those words. "Ms. Lierger, you're in poor health. You should go back and rest soon."
"Your wife is the one in poor health." Carla raised her eyebrows. "I don't care if I'm at the workplace or on the battlefield. I, Carla Lierger, am never backing down!"
"That better be the case!"
Zayn locked gazes with her solemnly, then left.
He slouched as he walked off and clenched his fists.
Even though he was worried sick for her, he could not even go up to her and comfort her in his arms, nor did he have the chance to explain himself.
That, to him, was the most painful feeling ever.
"What's going on?" Lucas turned to look at Zayn as he left, sinking into deep thought. After a short pause, he mumbled softly, "Why does everyone say that the woman in the car is Zayn's wife? Didn't his wife go missing?"
"You should go first. You need to welcome the guests outside." Carla did not catch what Lucas was saying and urged him to attend to the people outside. "Don't let the unfortunate events from last night repeat themselves. Don't let Zayn ruin this banquet."
"Right… Okay, I shall head out first." Lucas shakily got up. Before leaving the room, he looked back and asked, "Are you really okay?"
"I'm fine. I'll fix my makeup and join you." Carla smiled at him.
"Okay." Lucas left hurriedly.
As the door to the lounge closed, Carla's expression turned bitter. "Run a background check on that woman, " she ordered.
"We've already done it." Freda was quite an efficient worker. "She's from the Benday family. She's the half-sister of Shelley Benday whom you have seen before. They share the same father. Here's what I've found."
Carla swept her eyes across the papers and smirked. "Hmph. She's a mute."
"The Giblo family is one of the most powerful and wealthy families in the country, yet they choose to arrange for their heir to marry a mute?" Rogan was rather baffled.
"Dig out everything about their marriage from two years ago! All related news articles, including videos and photos of the wedding. I want them all!" Carla snarled.
"Got it!" Freda sprang into action.
A maid helped Carla fix her makeup, and she left the lounge after adjusting her hair and clothes.
Meanwhile, in the banquet hall, the tension seemed to have eased.
Lucas began to strike conversations with the guests.
Furthermore, Mr. Rogana and Mr. Lorenzo also told their wives off in a corner. They even went so far as to tell the two ladies to seal their mouths tight for the night.
Mrs. Rogana and Mrs. Lorenzo had never ceased to offend Zayn since the night before. Being aware of that, the two ladies sat down in a corner, not speaking a single word even to each other.
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