Chapter 902

Rapid footsteps approached the door, followed by a sharp knock. “Mr. Jardin,” called a voice from

the other side.

Zach turned from peering at the door to Madelyn, noting her swollen red eyes and the tear tracks on her face. He softly brushed away her tears with his thumb. “I’ve got some things to take care of, but I’ll be back soon,” he assured her with a gentle tone.

Zach stood up, and Madelyn, looking mad, chucked a pillow at him. He did not even flinch. Picking up the pillow, he put it back behind her.

“I’ll never marry you!” Madelyn snapped, her eyes fiery.

Zach smoothed her hair gently, “Hey, just be good, okay?”

Zach exited the room and closed the door behind him. As he walked, he heard sounds echoing–a sign the hallway was not soundproof. Upon going one floor down, he asked his bodyguard, “What’s

the situation?”

Speaking softly, the bodyguard replied, “We caught a paparazzi snapping photos.”

The warmth in Zach’s eyes turned to ice, “Where is he?”

“He’s detained in the lobby, waiting for your instructions.”

A reporter was sprawled on the ground in the lobby, his pricey camera lying nearby.

me go! I’ve done nothing wrong. Just so you know, my friend has already called the

I’m going to

“Go ahead and try calling

from a foster child to the CEO of Jardin Corporation, his

Mr. Jardin,” Patrick stuttered in

that camera–nothing of you, I

He sat with

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CEO who had muscled his way to the top, no big deal. However, once

the photos on the camera, showing no emotion. For a brief second,

get away with just a warning. However, Zach’s command came quietly

“Break his leg.”

gave a grave nod, “Yes,

he stammered, “W-Wait, please. This is

their way!”

a stern look, “Start talking now,

trouble. Three,

could reach ‘one,’ panic overtook Patrick. “Okay, okay! It’s on me,” he admitted, fear

overtaking him.

for it. He had not gotten far

with a hard gaze, his

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