Zayn's eyes narrowed.
He never thought about this.
He found out about Nicole' identity by accident, as his nanny mentioned it before. In order to protect
Nicole and his nanny, he had someone send the nanny away and secretly protect her.
But would Nicole's identity remain a secret forever?
Zayn became worried.
Pedro knew how he felt and didn't want to disturb him. He just stood up and poured Zayn a glass of
water, then quietly left.
Zayn was lost in thought until his cigarette burned to his fingers. Only he was left in the room.
He blinked, took out his phone, found a number and dialed.
"Find out if a woman named Melissa Bush has recently arrived in F Country. Try all the connections
you can find to kill her."
At this moment, with his frighteningly cold eyes, Zayn was in stark contrast to his image on the screen.
Perhaps this was what he really looked like.
Zayn knew what he wanted since he was little. He just wanted a life of his own. As for the presidency,
he didn't care who took it. For his own safety, he entered the industry just as he came of age, thus
leaving his older siblings relaxed about him and unmindful of him.
However, Zayn was a prince after all, so he naturally had his own secret force. He kept them on the
alert for his own safety. Now that Melissa hurt Nicole, he would not forgive Melissa, even if revenge
would expose how powerful he was.
Unaware that she was being targeted, Melissa was still enjoying her life.
"Major, don't you want to stay with me?"
Melissa hugged Major's arm and asked pitifully.
Major sighed and said, "All my business is all at home, and I don't have business here. Besides, we
haven't known how Nicole is doing. I have to go back and take a look."
"Are you hiding something else from me? Did your godfather's business go bust?"
Melissa was talking about Elvis Green.
Elvis was caught and now imprisoned waiting for the verdict, and his business collapsed.
However, Melissa always felt that Elvis left something for him, given the fact that Major could avoid
being implicated in this incident in public, even though he was Elvis' grandson who Elvis was proud of.
Major narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, "His business is different from mine. I hope that he had
business abroad, but as you can see, I'm so busy and can't recoup his losses. There is five million in
this card. Take it. Call me if you need anything. I've arranged a few people for you. You can stay here
for now. I'll pick you up when things get better at home."
"But I'm a little worried about my parents!"
Melissa always felt that Major was hiding something from her, but she couldn't find any evidence.
Especially after her jail time, Major changed his attitude towards her.
Although he was still concerned about her and met all her demands, she felt that Major was different.
This was a woman's instinct!
He didn't like the way she eyed him, but he said gently, "Don't worry. I'll send them here when I get
back. I will keep them safe. Nicole hasn't paid them back for raising her, so she won't harm them."
"I hope so."
Melissa nodded.
In this foreign country, she hoped that Major could stay with her. After all, she was new here and
everything was strange. She did not know who was in charge here, but Major looked a little impatient.
"Call me if you need anything. I'm leaving. Try not to cause any trouble here, understand?"
"Can't you handle it?"
Melissa asked.
Major shook his head and said, "No. This is Country F, and all other countries want to be its allies. Do
you think I can expand influence here? If it weren't for my business dealings, I wouldn't have had the
chance to send you here. However, this is good. I think this place is out of Samuel's reach and you're
safe here."
Major's words relieved Melissa's worry a bit.
"Don't forget me after you return home."
"I won't."
Major turned around and left.
Looking at the two-bedroom apartment, she felt uncomfortable.
However, Major was very resolute. She lacked the guts to argue with him. If he did give up on her, she
did not know what to do on this alien land.
Fortunately, Major gave her a card.
Melissa smartened herself up and went out to withdraw some money. After the exchange was done,
she bought some daily necessities and returned to the apartment.
When night fell, Melissa had a meal and fell asleep.
In her dream, someone pulled her hair, punched and kicked her. Others put urine into her mouth and
forced her to swallow it.
She was struggling and resisting, but there were too many people against her, and soon she was
trampled by them.
"Bitch, don't fuck with me. You shouldn't have offended me. Melissa, you should die aggrieved."
"No! I don't want it!"
Melissa sat up, sweating profusely.
The wind blew in through the window and it was cold.
Melissa hurriedly turned on the bedside lamp, unable to adapt to this strange room for a time.
Then she remembered where she was, and the hatred within her grew wild like weeds.
'Nicole, Samuel!'
'It was all your fault!'
If it weren't for them, how could those people target her like this?
Melissa clenched her teeth in anger.
She couldn't sleep anymore.
When in prison, those inmates bullied her and dislocated her arm, and no one paid any attention to it.
Now it hurt from time to time.
Sooner or later, she would make Nicole suffer far more than that.
Melissa remembered that she had lashed Nicole three times. Although that didn't satisfy her, at least
she left a scar on Nicole and made Nicole remember her.
She got up and went to the bed to close the window, but suddenly she saw a figure rushing in.
"Who?"
Before Melissa could finish, someone covered her nose and mouth.
A sweet smell instantly went into her nasal cavity, causing her to faint.
The black-clothed man carried her and jumped out of the window without anyone noticing.
When Major received the news that Melissa mysteriously disappeared from the apartment, he had a
saturnine look.
"Did you check the surveillance? Didn't it record how she disappeared?"
Major's people were very embarrassed.
"Major, the surveillance cameras have been sabotaged. He's obviously an expert."
"What did Samuel and Nicole do?"
"They have been in the hospital throughout. Furthermore, Samuel's people need to submit an
application to Country F. It takes at least a week to get approved. They need a week to get a visa or
something. They don't have the time to take Ms. Melissa away in such a short time."
Hearing the analysis, Major frowned even deeper.
It made sense!
It was not easy for Samuel's people to go to F Country. Major applied for a visa in advance for his
business, so he could send Melissa here in time. Most importantly, the visa process here took time. It
was a much safer place for her than other countries.
However, he could not figure out who would have the ability to take her away so quietly in Country F.
"Investigate it. Have our people search for clues in Country F. If Samuel's people didn't do it, it's very
likely that Melissa offended the local people. Why did she go out today?"
Major wondered.
His subordinate hurriedly said, "Ms. Melissa did not do anything. She went to buy some daily
necessities and returned to the apartment. She never went out again."
"Have she ever fought with anyone when she was shopping?"
"No."
At this moment, Major was dumbfounded.
Who would attack such an insignificant woman?
"I see. I will ask others. You guys should also look for clues."
After hanging up, he remained confused.
He stared at the phone number on his phone and hesitated for a long time.
He was not sure if he wanted to ask that person for help.
He was a high-ranking figure in Country F. He would not turn to that person, unless it was something
serious.
Thinking this, he put down the phone.
Was it possible that Melissa was just kidnapped by a local hooligan?
He comforted himself, but he knew that this was unlikely.
Just as Major did not know what to do, rumors of Braden's plagiarism started to circulate.
The other party was the descendant of Ryder Stuart. He directly posted a piece of Braden's work on
the Internet, a copy of an early work of Ryder, along with a color palette.
This instantly caused a sensation in the circle.
Who was Braden Bush?
He was the most authoritative painter in recent years.
And Ryder was an outstanding master of Chinese painting in the last century.
Both were famous, but Braden was accused of plagiarism. Moreover, there was proof out there. This
was simply disastrous for Braden.
"How could this be?"
Braden's face went deathly pale.
Mrs. Bush also panicked.
"What should we do? Bush, what about you ask your student to pull the strings? At least, he can stop
promoting it on Twitter. At the same time, let's see if we can settle it privately. No matter how much it
costs, we afford it. It's about your reputation. As long as we can settle it with money, it's fine."
Mrs. Bush was clear-headed.
Braden took her advice and called his student.
Obviously, the student was also a little surprised. Thinking that it was his teacher who was asking for
help, he didn't refuse. He immediately used his connections to suppress the post.
When Nicole found the post was no long a trending topic, she knew what was going on. She smiled
and said to Samuel, "Darling, can you help me?"
Samuel was delighted by how she addressed him.
"No problem! Now that you asked, as your darling, I'll give you anything you want."
Under Samuel's authorization, the post was once again the top trending topic, and there was a red icon
along the hashtag. This infuriated Braden.
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