Their Villain, The Mogul's Beloved

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After confirming Edward had left, Zina retrieved her mask and hat again. She checked the time on her phone. ‘Only nine,’ she mused. ‘Still early’

Having napped in the car on the way back, Zina wasn’t feeling sleepy at all.

She stared at the delicious food pictures on her phone. There was just so much good food at home. She’d been craving these for ages. Sure, she’d had plenty to eat these past few days, but it was all healthy meals.

Edward wouldn’t let Zina touch anything else, always saying those snacks were unhygienic and her body couldn’t handle them. But right now, she just wanted to indulge in some junk food.

Zina remembered spotting many restaurants on her way back. She changed into something more comfortable and put on her hat and mask.

Zina tiptoed to the door and cracked it open just enough to peek outside, making sure the hallway was empty. Then, in a flash, she slipped out.

It was already late. If Edward found out she’d snuck out for junk food, he’d definitely put his foot down.

Back in Yinecrest, her dad and brother never let her have any. Now that she was back at home, she could do anything she wanted. There was no way Zina was going to behave herself. She was going to eat something delicious.

Zina took the elevator down. She pulled out her car keys and picked out a gorgeous sparkling frosted berry pink Porsche from the hotel garage. The shimmering color made her smile. She loved it.

Since they were staying at the hotel, their assistant had parked the cars in the garage.

Buckling her seatbelt, she eased the car out of the underground garage.

The night air was slightly warm as Zina rolled down the car window, letting the breeze brush against her delicate, striking features.

Her chestnut brown hair danced in the wind. Her eyes sparkled with a wild sense of freedom. This was what freedom felt like.

Maybe it was because she looked half-dead when she first came home and scared everyone so badly that her family started treating her like a fragile doll.

The Evans family was rich. With all their money, there was always a troop of servants following her wherever she went. But now that she was back home, she could finally taste real freedom.

The GPS announced a right turn ahead. Zina checked the traffic and signaled right. The car slowly moved

forward.

a nearby car, Jackson was scrolling through the latest project proposal on his tablet.

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remains unchanged. He spent some time on his private island recently, but after returning, he’s still secluded himself from everyone, the head assistant Yuri

accident, Nathan had withdrawn from the world, staying in the small house where they

sigh escaped in the car. “I’ve reviewed the latest proposal. Get it implemented ASAP. Also, clear my

off the tablet in his hands and rubbed

past four years, Nathan had secluded himself from the world, refusing to see anyone. He locked

on his private island. Other than that,

years, they never found Zinnia. If it weren’t for Giselle insisting that Zinnia was still alive,

after that night of weeping, Nathan’s

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second son just returned, and he’s brought along the heiress of the Evans Group,” said

heiress of the Evans Group? I

lately that he hadn’t

the Moore Group, leaving everything to Jackson and Yannis to

so hard to win the company back. There was no way they could just

as he knew, Adrian was the

Group has never appeared in public. It was only in the past two years that rumors started to spread, and people found out they

but no one knows

protecting Zina, never letting any information leak out. Very few people at home even

taking Zina out recently, they

for several

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twenty-two this year too, he thought. A sudden pang gripped his chest. ‘Zinnia, where are you? Have you been safe

window, letting the muggy night air rush

car slowly pulling away ahead. Through its half-open window, he caught a glimpse of a

it,” Jackson urged,

Lynn? It’s a

up at the traffic light; three minutes left on the red. This was the busiest road during the evening rush hour, and traffic was

vanished into the sea of vehicles. In that brief glance, he hadn’t even registered what kind of car

wrong, Mr. Lynn?”