Chapter 55
It was an excellent plan. A girl in her 20s would be far easier to win over than Uriah himself. “Mr. Gomez, shall we head back to the hotel?” the driver asked.
Zachary thought for a moment and then said, “Stop at the mall ahead.”
Assuming he was going shopping, Wendy smiled and said, “Zachary, are you going to pick a gift for Uriah’s cousin? Let me come with you. I’m around her age, so I know what women in their 20s like.” As she spoke, the car stopped at the mall entrance.
“Get out,” Zachary said in a calm tone.
Wendy obediently opened the door and stepped out.
“You go with her,” he said to the assistant in the front seat.
“Huh? Oh, yes, Mr. Gomez.” The assistant froze momentarily before quickly getting out of the car.
Wendy waited by the car, expecting Zachary to join her. But instead, the door shut, and the black Maybach sped away.
The smile on Wendy’s face stiffened as she stood there, stunned in the chilly wind.
What did he mean by this? Had he just left her there?
The assistant stood beside her, looking equally awkward. Forcing a strained smile, he said, “Ms. Cox, Mr. Gomez probably has his own plans. Well, I’ll be getting off work now. Bye!”
Wendy stomped her foot in frustration and immediately called Zachary on her phone.
Inside the car, Zachary’s phone vibrated continuously. He ignored it, pressing his fingers to his temples, trying to ease his irritation.
After a while, he said to the driver, “Go to Marina Apartment across from Rivertown University.” “Yes, Mr. Gomez,” the driver responded.
Marina Apartment was where Tessa lived.
As soon as the car stopped, Zachary saw Stephen walking behind Tessa as they entered the residential
area.
He quickly got out of the car and followed, only to be stopped by the security guard at the entrance.
“Sir, please scan your face,” the guard said firmly, referring to the apartment building’s facial recognition system.
Zachary said quickly, “I just moved in and haven’t registered yet. Let me in first, and I’ll come back tomorrow to set it up.”
The guard, unimpressed, replied, “In that case, please show me your ID and provide your building and unit number so I can verify it.”
Realizing his excuse had failed, Zachary attempted to push past the guard.
The guard, not one to back down, held him firmly. “If you continue doing this, I’ll have to call the police.” “Let me in!” Veins bulged on Zachary’s forehead, his eyes bloodshot.
Stephen had followed Tessa home. What was happening now? Had they already crossed that line?
The image flashed in his mind, torturing him to the brink of madness. The thought of her with another man made his blood boil, driving him to a fit of rage.
They had dated for three years, and he had never even touched her. How could that man have the right? “Let me in!” he roared, throwing a punch at the guard’s face.
Sensing the escalating danger, the guard grabbed his radio and called for backup.
While Zachary clashed with the guard at the entrance, Tessa and Stephen had already walked far ahead, oblivious to the chaos behind them.
At the gate, Zachary struggled with the guards. But when reinforcements arrived, he was outnumbered and pinned to the ground.
In the end, the police arrived and took him away.