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.

the latest project proposal on his tablet. “How has Nathan been

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Moore 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

withdrawn from the world, staying in the small

ASAP. Also, clear my schedule for two days. I need to go to Yellowsin. Have the doctor

and rubbed his tired temples, exhaustion

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

island. Other than that, Nathan spent all

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

night of weeping, Nathan’s eyesight deteriorated, leaving him partially

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way, Mr. Hanover’s second son just returned, and he’s brought along the

of the Evans Group? I thought the Evans family

been so busy lately that he

Zinnia’s accident, Nathan had stopped managing the Moore Group, leaving everything to Jackson and Yannis

to win the company back. There was no way they

of the Evans Group, but as far as he knew, Adrian was the only kid. He didn’t know they had

in the past two years that

twenty-two this year, but no

Evans family had done an excellent job protecting Zina, never letting any information leak out. Very few people at home even knew Edward, let

been taking Zina out recently,

even though they’d been back for several days, hardly anyone had noticed or

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be twenty-two this year too, he thought. A sudden pang gripped his chest. ‘Zinnia, where are you? Have you been safe these past four years?’ His mind

rolled down the window, letting the muggy night air rush

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

Jackson urged,

Lynn? It’s a red light,”

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

frowned, searching for the car again, but it had already vanished into the sea of

Mr.