Chapter 99 A Big Secret (Part Two)

The day after that was another exciting day.

Essie made it to the front page of the entertainment news, making people speculate that she was one of Jim's new favorites.

Lying leisurely on the balcony of the villa by the bay, Zac put the newspaper he had just finished reading on the marble round table.

With a glass of champagne in his hand, Jim leaned against the handrail and said, "I thought you were playing a game of cat and mouse around the world, but I didn't expect that you would be hiding out here."

"The most dangerous place is also the safest place." A smile spread over Zac's mouth. He had never been one to play by rules.

"The way you're dealing with things this time isn't your style." Jim squinted his eyes and looked at him. He knew exactly what kind of person Zac was. They grew up together, so he believed that he knew him best.

Zac said nothing.

The reflection of the sun on the ocean was distorted by the spinning waves, turning it into shimmering golden spots. Zac stared at the sea in silence, the golden waves reflecting in his deep black eyes.

Jim smoothed out his chestnut hair which had been tousled by the sea breeze and said, "I want to make a bet with someone. I bet that the little thing in Valery's belly is not yours." He made his tone sound deliberately casual, as if he was just making a joke.

Zac picked up the glass of champagne on the table and took a sip. "Aren't you afraid of losing?"

A wicked smile appeared on Jim's face, as he slowly approached Zac from behind. He put his slender fingers on Zac's shoulder, pressed his chest to his back and said, "You'd feel very uncomfortable if a woman touched you like this. How could you go on to do other things?"

Zac said nothing.

Of course, Jim knew him very well.

An unusual silence filled the air.

Jim sat on the chair opposite Zac, his handsome face beaming

gossip, especially not this. "Okay, I'll clarify the scandal involving your wife with the public." Jim knew that was what Zac wanted from the way he looked at the newspaper. While the program was being recorded, Jim had planned to dance with Essie. But before Jim could finish his proposal, Zac's murderous gaze frightened him, and he immediately changed it to "sing a song." It was a safe choice!

Zac's smile deepened. "You will know when we meet next time."

Meanwhile, Essie was busy cooking in the apartment.

All of a sudden, the entrance guard suddenly rang her and told her to get the parcel that had been delivered for her downstairs.

Essie thought that the buttons she had ordered online had arrived, so she told Finney, who was lying on the sofa and putting on a face mask, that she was going out for a while, and left the room.

Outside the apartment stood a man in a courier uniform. The night was dark, and he wore his hat low, so his face could not be seen clearly.

He handed over the package to her.

As Essie was signing the package, someone suddenly stretched his hand out from behind her and covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

Before she could even struggle to get away from him, she lost her consciousness.