No Remarriage: You Don't Deserve Me (Lenora and Zachary)
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As expected, the images of Lenora and Zachary, who had been ambushed by reporters but never showed their faces, quickly made their way onto the internet.

In the eyes of the online community, to respond would seem like a sly rebuttal, while avoidance implied guilt.

The public opinion escalated dramatically.

Sophia couldn't help but share this video with the comment: Those with a clear conscience need not be afraid of those with malicious intent.

Ever since she stood up for Lenora during the makeup incident, netizens knew she was Lenora's friend. They followed her on social media and ended up criticizing her along with Lenora.. Sophia was not afraid and swiftly started a heated exchange with the netizens under her own Twitter post.

That afternoon, a meeting was held on short notice. After exiting the conference room, Lenora, with a document in hand, made her way toward the CEO's office.

"Ms. Wilkin," Miles approached from the office area, "are you here to see Mr. Fuller?"

"I have a document that requires his signature."

"Mr. Fuller isn't in the office right now. If it's not urgent, you could leave the document with me. I'll pass to him once he returns."

Glancing at her watch, Lenora noticed it was already four in the afternoon.

"All right." Lenora handed the folder to Miles. "Our collaboration partner is pushing us, so I'd prefer to have this by the end of the day."

"Absolutely."

Lenora returned to her office to work.

Before she knew it, it was time to clock out.

She glanced at her WhatsApp, but there were no new messages. Hence, she took the initiative to open the chat window with Miles and asked: Has Mr. Fuller not returned yet?

Even through the screen, Miles could feel the chilling tension. He carefully replied: No... he must have been held up by some important matter...

Important matter? Keeping Susanna company is indeed very important.

Miles gently suggested: Why don't you give him a call?

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With a scoff, Lenora decided to leave work and head home first.

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Not long after lying down on the bed, she heard her phone, which she had placed beside her pillow, ringing.

Lenora opened her eyes and stole a glance. The light from the phone screen in the darkness was somewhat glaring, and the name "Zachary" on the screen was particularly prominent.

Lenora rejected the call and turned off her phone, all in one smooth motion.

At 10:40 PM, the lights were still on in a two-story mansion located in a certain residential area.

In the mansion's private courtyard, several electric scooters were parked, while two cars were stationed outside.

The locals in the vicinity were all aware of one thing - the mansion was not inhabited by an ordinary citizen. Instead, it had been rented out by an individual who had converted it into a workspace.

Those electric scooters and cars served as the means of transportation for the employees.

Their work hours were inconsistent, sometimes starting very early and other times ending quite late.

Once, a local elderly neighbor happened to ask the mansion's landlord about the tenant. The landlord wasn't too familiar with the details, only knowing that the tenant had mentioned their studio was for self-media work. As for the specifics, the landlord was unsure. The neighbor could sense that the studio had been quite busy these past couple of days.

Those electric scooters had been parked in the yard since yesterday and hadn't left since. In the trash bags tossed outside were quite a few instant pasta containers.

Inside the mansion, the employees were bustling about, too occupied to have dinner. It wasn't until ten in the evening that they finally found time to make themselves some instant pasta.

They seemed to be having a tough time, yet they all wore smiles on their faces.

A tall man, while pouring water into his instant pasta container, chuckled and said, "Just bear with it for two more days. We're sure to make a killing this time!"

"Just when I was worried about not having anything exciting, someone delivered it right to our doorstep!" another person chimed in.

"Yancy, why the long face?" the tall guy asked.

Yancy Lont responded, "Isn't it because I'm afraid Zachary will come knocking on our door?"

"How could that be? Weren't we fine last time? Besides, we live in a society governed by law now. What could he possibly do to us?"

Yancy sighed and shook his head. "A couple of days ago, Fuller Group's secrets were leaked. Zachary was not around, and all the top executives took the opportunity to get the police to arrest Wilkin, who didn't even spend a full day in custody. Zachary returned overnight and got Wilkin released. The following day, the two cops who made the arrest were suspended..."

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Sometimes, the world of the wealthy was not something that could be controlled by the law. The power of networking was undeniable. All Zachary had to do was subtly hint at something, and someone would step in to help him. The reason for the suspension was legitimate and didn't implicate Zachary in any way.

The few employees around exchanged glances with each other.

The tall guy laughed, trying to case the situation. "Yancy, don't overthink it. What does that have to do with us? As long as we're making money, that's all that matters!"

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"I'll go open the door."

Yancy put down his plastic cutlery and stood up. However, as soon as he opened the door, he was brutally kicked in the stomach before he even had the chance to identify the man outside.

Caught off guard, he was sent sprawling from the powerful kick. Clutching his stomach, he gasped for breath.

A young man sporting a buzz cut entered from the outside. At a glance, it was clear he was quite a tough character.

He strode forward with a few quick steps, grabbed hold of Yancy's collar, and hoisted him up. "Get up!"

Yancy was shocked, scared, and in pain. "What are you doing... This is illegal!" he exclaimed.

The young man acted as if he hadn't heard a thing. Still holding Yancy by the collar, he pushed the latter's head toward the wall with a forceful shove.

With a resounding thud, a large bump formed on Yancy's forehead. He felt dizzy and disoriented as he grimaced in pain. His brain felt like it was about to ooze out of his head.

All this happened in the span of just two minutes. The other four employees who were having instant pasta in the office heard the commotion and rushed out to see what was happening, their faces turning pale with shock. ""Who are you?"

"Why are you hitting people out of the blue?"

The four of them wanted to step forward and help, but just then, a few tall and formidable men barged in from outside.

As it was October, the weather had gradually grown colder, especially during the nights, so each of the employees was wrapped up in a jacket.

Yet, these individuals were still clad in short sleeves, their sturdy forearms exposed to reveal them covered entirely with tattoos. One glance was enough to tell they were from the underworld and not to be messed with.

This was the first time the four employees had encountered such a spectacle. They exchanged glances, not daring to step forward.

"Who are you? What do you want?" The tall man was inwardly trembling, but he put on a brave front, his

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voice stern and commanding.

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While pulling out his phone and dialing 911, he issued a threat, "Hurry up and let him go! Are you looking forward to a stint in jail? Breaking into a private residence and injuring an employee, you're in for it!"

Before the call could be made, the man with the tattooed arm swiftly stepped forward and kicked the phone away with a single swift move.

The phone smashed against the opposite wall, then fell heavily onto the ground. It shattered into pieces, and even the battery was knocked out.

The tall man instantly turned pale.

An employee made a slight move, which the man with the buzz cut keenly caught. He took an iron rod from one of the tattooed men and ruthlessly slammed it onto the employee's leg. The employee instantly fell to his knees, letting out a miserable scream. His face turned deathly pale in an instant, the pain causing the veins on his forehead to throb visibly.

The young man kicked that employee over onto the ground and ruthlessly stepped on his back.

Upon witnessing this scene, the remaining two employees were so frightened that they dared not move an inch.

"What on earth do you want? If there's something to say, just say it. If we've offended you in any way, we'll surely make amends!" the tall man asked again, his tone now completely devoid of his earlier bravado. All he wanted now was to resolve things peacefully.

Just as the employees were feeling anxious, a man dressed in a black shirt and suit pants walked in from outside with an air of composure.

The expressions of the employees drastically changed.

They had just blown up a news story involving this man, so how could they not recognize him?

The person who arrived was none other than Zachary.

He glanced at Yancy and the employees on the ground, his expression unreadable. Lifting his gaze to the tall figure, he questioned in an icy tone, "Do you know me?"\\