Chapter 127

Sebastian ignored him, completely absorbed in his work.

Zaire put down his glass and stood up to leave.

Sebastian finally looked up from the pile of documents. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to find some fun. If I stay here with you any longer, even if you don't go crazy, I will."

With that, Zaire opened the door.

He happened to run into Leo passing by outside.

Leo, dressed in all black, had a seductive woman in his arms. Seeing Zaire, he paused slightly and greeted him with a smile, "What a coincidence, Zaire."

Zaire once had a passionate love affair with the eldest daughter of the Anderson family, Susan.

Back then, Leo was still a teenager.

He used to admire Zaire quite a bit, following him around all day calling him brother-in-law.

After Zaire and Susan broke up, Leo and Zaire rarely saw each other.

Meeting Leo again, Zaire couldn't help but feel a bit sentimental. He glanced at the woman in Leo's arms and frowned. "What are you doing here?"

"For business," Leo answered seriously.

"How old are you to talk about business?" Zaire thought he was joking.

"I'm already 26."

Zaire murmured, "Yeah, you're already 26. Time flies. I always thought of you as a kid."

As he spoke, he shook his head with a self-deprecating smile.

Leo patted the woman's shoulder, and she sensibly left.

"Zaire, my sister is coming back next week."

Zaire was stunned, a light flashed in his eyes but quickly disappeared. "She's been gone for so many years and it's about time she came back to visit."

Leo was about to say something more when Sebastian's voice came from inside the room.

"Is that Leo? Tell him to come in and I have something to ask him."

Zaire raised an eyebrow, stepped aside, and said to Leo, "Sebastian is in a bad mood today, be careful."

With that, Zaire patted Leo's shoulder and left.

Zaire originally intended to go find some fun.

But after talking to Leo for a few words, he suddenly lost interest.

He found a quiet place, stood by the window, and lit a cigarette.

The blue smoke covered the melancholy in Zaire's eyes. He seemed a bit distracted.

Zaire was about to dial Miley on his phone when the door of the adjacent room opened, and Nancy ran out in a miniskirt.

"You little slut, where you're going?" A drunk man followed closely, reaching out to grab Nancy.

Nancy screamed in fright.

She turned and saw Zaire, then ran over.

"Mr. Jose, save me!"

Nancy cried out, hiding behind Zaire.

Seeing this, the drunk man had to stop. He was too drunk to stand steadily, swaying back and forth in place.

When he saw Zaire, his eyes widened.

Then he rubbed his eyes hard and put on a fawning smile. "Oh, it's Mr. Jose."

He pointed at Nancy behind Zaire and said, "If Mr. Jose likes this woman, I'll do you a favor and give her to you."

As he spoke, the drunk man grinned and lowered his voice, saying, "She's still a virgin, you know."

Zaire frowned, pulled Nancy out from behind him, and pushed her towards the drunk man. "I'm not interested, you enjoy."

With that, he turned to leave.

He pressed the elevator button. Behind him, he heard the drunk man's lecherous laughter and Nancy's cries for help.

"Mr. Jose, I'm Nancy, Jack's fiancée. Please save me. I beg you."

But no matter how Nancy called out, Zaire acted as if he didn't hear, and went straight into the elevator and went down.

Nancy was dragged back into the room by the drunk man.

When the door closed, the drunk man's hands roamed over her body.

Nancy neither cried nor screamed. She grabbed a bottle from the table and smashed it over the drunk man's head.

With a thud, the drunk man collapsed.

Zaire took the elevator down and waited in the lobby for about five minutes before he saw Jack rushing in.

"Mr. Jose, where's Nancy?" Jack looked anxious.

It was clear that Jack cared a lot about Nancy.

Zaire gave him the room number and used his VIP card to open the VIP elevator.

He and Jack walked in together.

Jack was still panting.

Zaire glanced at Jack and asked, "Does your fiancée work here?"

Jack froze for a moment, then shook his head. "No."

"Then why is she wearing the uniform here?"

Nancy wore a miniskirt, wearing a small tube top, makeup, and perfume.

She looked completely different from the cowering girl at the police station that day.

At first, Zaire didn't even recognize her as Nancy.

He hadn't intended to get involved, but he had some connection with Jack. After thinking it over, Zaire decided to call Jack.

Jack was also stunned, clearly not knowing why Nancy was here.

The elevator arrived.

Jack rushed out.

Zaire was a little late. When he walked into the room, he saw Nancy crouched in a corner crying, and Jack taking off his jacket to wrap around her before picking her up.

The floor was littered with broken bottles and spilled alcohol.

The drunk man lay in the mess, his head bleeding and unconscious.

Zaire raised an eyebrow slightly, surprised by the outcome.

Over there, Jack was already carrying Nancy over. He paused beside Zaire. "Mr. Jose, thank you for calling me."

Zaire replied indifferently, "No problem."

His eyes fell on Jack's arms.

Nancy's clothes were torn, and she was curled up in Jack's arms with tears streaming down her cheeks, looking very frightened.

When Zaire's gaze fell on her, Nancy lifted her eyelashes and looked back at him.

Zaire curled his lips slightly, as if he could see right through Nancy.

Nancy shivered and shrank further into Jack's arms.

Jack, feeling distressed, quickly carried Nancy away.

At the same time, Leo had been standing for ten minutes, but Sebastian was still working.

Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Landon, did you need something?"

Sebastian paused, closed the file in his hand, and his eyes fell on the lipstick mark on Leo's collar. He frowned and asked, "What's going on with you and Isabella?"

He felt really confused now.

Leo didn't answer immediately, thinking it over.

Then he said, "It's just what it is."

Sebastian scrutinized Leo. "What do you think about the child?"

Leo was even more puzzled.

Sebastian saw Leo's confusion. "You don't know?"

Leo's eyes flashed and he replied firmly, "I know."

"Then tell me, what are you going to do?"

Leo was speechless.

Even though Leo was smart and imaginative, he had no clue about what Sebastian was talking about.

'What child?

'What does it have to do with Isabella?

'And what does it have to do with me?

'Child, Isabella, me,' Leo thought.

Leo suddenly realized. "Isabella is pregnant?"