With an outsider around, the bodyguards were hesitant. They looked back at Zach tentatively. His face was dark. “Grab her!”
Zach doesn’t care that we’re in public and wants them to continue. How brazen of him.
“Zach, don’t be this shameless. This is not even your turf, but you’re telling your people to grab me because you want to. Besides, am I Laura?” Josie said confidently.
She clutched the man’s shirt as though it was her lifeline. The man before her lowered his head and met her cunning eyes. Unexpectedly, a smile flitted through his face.
“You’re asking for it!” Zach released an astonished Ava’s hand and marched toward the woman, thinking of prying her out of the elevator.
Josie’s lifeline raised a hand and reminded in at cold voice, “This is Waterfront Heights. No one benefits if you make a scene here.”
Zach frowned and stared at the man with the mask. He reminded himself the building was in the best location in Wavery. The privacy there was first-class. Those that could afford to live there were the most affluent people. If something were to happen here and Mark found out about it, Zach would be in trouble.
“This is a family matter.”
“She asked me for help. Naturally I have to.”
He smiled and reached for the elevator’s buttons. The elevator doors slide close. The man was comparable to Zach as they faced head-to-head.
Frustrated, Ava watched as Josie managed to escape. She wanted to speak up but could not. Zach’s figure seemed terrifying. She could not approach him. In the elevator.
“Thank you for earlier. Erm, I need to go now. Bye!” Josie clutched the man’s hand while thanking him. She would not even mind if she needed to kneel to thank him. Yet he kept silent with his eyes fixed on her face. “Josie.”
She paused.
“Do you know me?”
He gave her a look. “Stop pretending.”
She was quiet.
She forced a smile. At that moment, Laura replied to her message. That’s the crook! Are you alright?
Josie pretended to be busy typing on her phone while exiting the elevator. But he grabbed her collar from behind. “Where are you going?”
His voice was as cold as usual.
She took a deep breath and turned around. “You seem very free today, Mr. Russell, for you to appear as a hero to save a damsel in distress?”
Even if the man before her wore a cap and mask, she would undoubtedly recognize him. The air around him was just that distinctive. He frowned at her sarcastic words and took off his mask. “I came to find you. I know you’re here.”
So he came on purpose. Josie was surprised but did not appreciate it. She could not be bothered to put on a smile. “I’m busy.” He followed her closely. “I’ll follow you.”
“That’s not good. If any reporters photographed us, you would have to spend a fortune to keep it out of the news,” she mocked him.
“We’re legally married. There’s no need for that.”
“What about Heather? I heard you two were photographed, and you spent millions to have them destroyed. How marvelous.”
She smiled, recalling Laura’s recount of the recent events. One characteristic of a man caring for a woman is his willingness to spend money. He was willing to spend money on Heather. That was more than enough as a sign. He grasped her wrist. “People would misunderstand if it got out. It must be destroyed.
“And you? Do you feel remorse?”
The anger within her bubbled up again. She spotted Moses’ car a few meters ahead and strode straight into the car. Dexter followed.
“Head to Russell Group.”
