His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 66

Zachary was thrown out by the bodyguards, where Yanis and Wendy were anxiously waiting.

Yanis was on the verge of tears. She cried, "Zachary, what are we going to do now? Have we offended the Somerton family? What about the investment?"

Wendy was equally as anxious. "The Somerton family has such extensive influence. Do you think they'll take revenge on us?"

Though they chattered on, Zachary couldn't seem to hear a word they were saying.

He was like a lifeless doll, walking mechanically with a blank expression on his face.

After the banquet ended, Stephen drove Tessa back to her apartment.

Standing at the entrance downstairs, Tessa said hesitantly, "About what happened today..."

Stephen stood before her, gently tucking a piece of stray hair behind her ear.

He said in a low voice that was tinged with sadness, "Zachary said that if you had told him your real

be married and living a happy life. I'll admit, at that

him from saying further. She met his dark gaze and said earnestly,

instantly lit up.

nodded with a smile.

Nevertheless, her eyes still sparkled brightly. "In the past, I never thought about marrying Zachary. But now, I'm

and draped it over her shoulders. He then pulled her

...

knew where he had

just as both of them got out of the car, they were knocked unconscious and covered with a

themselves in a dim and noisy private room, pressed against a glass-topped table. Opposite them sat a man with

good mood today. Why don't you both have a few drinks with me?" Yanis, who prided herself in being an elite

was dressed in black. The man in black stepped forward, grabbed

throbbing in pain. She clutched her stinging face and glared at the tattooed man. "Who are you? Why have you

must you be so noisy? Keep it up, and I'll cut your tongue out." With that, he pulled out a pocket knife and began spinning it in his

legs buckled at the sight, and she immediately kept her

glass of wine and splashed it all over Wendy. "Finish all the alcohol on this table, and

exclaimed, "But I can't handle

tattooed man sneered and gestured to

forcibly pinned down as glasses of alcohol were poured