Chapter 118 - Chapter 117

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((( ZHIO )))

The two men were at the lanai, sat on the basket sofas with their usual cup of teas and their suspicious wide smiles.  

"Oh hey."

Eriez's newly dyed black hair hung freely against his shoulders. He looked relatively happier than the past few days.

"You two planned it."

They laughed in unison.

"So?" Wenziel teased, "Did something happen?"

I sat across their seats.

"Yes."

A maid handed me my own cup of tea. I sipped a little and turned to her.

"Bring Claire some food and tell Sya to make her eat."

She nodded and scurried away.

"It worked then," Eriez smiled.

"Tsk," I whiffed, "Because you got me drunk."

"And drugged," Wenziel butted in.

"Seriously?"

"Sexual stimulant," Eriez laughed a little, "To get you moving."

I raised my arm to the back of my head and sighed.

"I don't know what I'll do to you both if it isn't Claire that you hooked me up with."

"Don't be too happy yet Zhio. We still got one problem," Wenziel sipped on his cup.

"Claire."

"She can't do anything about it anymore. It happened."

Eriez knocked the back of my head.

"Your stubbornness might just be Claire's greatest problem. But let's celebrate the fact that our boy's not a virgin anymore. Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

I tried to hide a smile as the two old man clanked their teacups against each other like idiots.

"Did you like your first time?"

Tsk. Where the hell did they get that question?

But I nodded. And they both laughed hard.

"I'll just do it to the person I love."

"So," Wenziel narrowed his eyes at me.

"Do you think Claire will get pregnant?"

Eriez laughed.

"Depends on Zhio's performance."

Although flushed, Wenziel's expression shifted uncomfortably serious.

"But there are still legal concerns here that can drag you and the entire Zel Cantheliz empire down."

The atmosphere tensed.

"Claire could claim **** and other criminal cases against you. Eriez and I could lose our professional licenses for masterminding everything. And this will be the greatest controversy the media would gladly feast on."  

"Nobody should know about this. Your enemies could force Claire to talk against you. Shut the mouths of everybody who knew what happened," Eriez crossed his arms tight.

"Your men, our men, the whole household, and Derick's friends in the bar."

"Derick's friends? Bar?" I knitted my brows.

"Long story," Wenziel waved his hands to dismiss my question.

"There's nothing we could do now but keep Claire on tight monitoring. We can't isolate her in the mansion against her will but if that's what the situation calls for, we've got no choice."

Certainly.

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