Love Worth Fighting For

“You can’t fail this time, Zee. Not only for the sake of the late Ruby but for the sake of saving other innocent girls,” Zwetta said quietly as she put one of her flagship folding knives into the bag of equipment she would bring tomorrow morning.

Successfully installing a wiretapping device on Osbert’s cell phone made Zwetta aware of all the crazy plans of that mad man, so Zwetta seemed more prepared this time. After failing many times to catch Osbert on previous missions, this time Zwetta vowed never to let Osbert go free again. There should be no more innocent girl’s tears that Osbert shed.

Even though Zwetta wasn’t actually sleepy, she still forced herself to sleep. Tomorrow morning she must be in very fit and prime condition to carry out the mission, so Zwetta tries to make her body rest for a while. After setting two alarms at once, Zwetta began to close her eyes.

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The alarm ringing Zwetta headset loudly filled the VIP room at The Ritz-Carlton Hotel de la Paix, Geneva. Even though the sun hadn’t come up yet, Zwetta rushed to go to the bathroom without lazing in bed first like other girls.

In order to save time, Zwetta bathed under the shower. She didn’t want to fall for the comfort of the bathtub that had been calling her for a long time, once again Zwetta managed to resist the urge to relax. After feeling quite refreshed, Zwetta then came out of the bathroom and rushed to get dressed. After making sure all the important equipment was not left behind, Zwetta then rushed down to the restaurant for breakfast.

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Acting as gracefully as other hotel guests, Zwetta sat in a chair occupied by several of Osbert’s men who were waiting for their master. When Zwetta was carrying the plate containing her food back to her table, Osbert appeared from the direction of the elevator.

“Is everything complete?” asked Osbert quite loudly to his six men who were enjoying their meal.

“Yes sir, everything is ready. After eating we will immediately leave for the airport,” answered one of the black men firmly.

Osbert smiled. “Good, once our Tanzanites move I’ll follow you straight away.”

“Yes sir, we understand.” Osbert’s six men spoke in unison loudly.

From where she sat, Zwetta gripped the spoon in her hand tightly. Osbert was truly a heartless person, Zwetta’s level of hatred increased a hundredfold. Having lost her appetite, Zwetta rushed back to her room. She had to arrive at the airport before Osbert’s men.

Clarke’s residence, 4 hours before Suri disappeared.

“I’m not going, Asher. I don’t feel very good,” said Suri quietly to Asher who had just entered her bedroom.

Asher smiled. “You’re not going alone, Suri. I’m coming with you too, after all we’re on a private jet, Suri. So there’s nothing to worry about

“I feel very uncomfortable, I don’t know why.”

Asher lovingly stroked Suri’s long hair. “That’s because you still have a hard time leaving this room, right?”

Suri looked up at Asher with teary eyes. live my whole life, Asher. I can’t just leave this room.”

“You’re not leaving this room forever, Suri. Later after Uncle and Aunty return to Geneva you can return to live here, your moving to Luxembourg is for your own good, Suri,” Asher said softly trying to calm Suri.

“For my good?”

“Yes,” Asher answered quickly. “Christian doesn’t want you live here alone.”

Suri shook her head quickly. “I don’t live alone, there are you and the servants and bodyguards looking after me, Asher!”

“But no Uncle Jack and Christian it’s not that easy to entrust your safety to others.”

“Including You?”

Asher nodded slowly. “My abilities are still below the bodyguards who usually escort us, Suri. Of course Christian won’t let me take care of you here.”

Suri blinked her eyes in response to Asher’s words, slowly her angry look disappeared. Her breath wasn’t as heavy as before, Suri had calmed down a bit after hearing Asher’s words. Asher’s explanation worked.

“Okay, let’s eat, let the maids tidy up your things,” Asher said gently, leading Suri down to the first floor.

“What’s on the menu for breakfast this morning?”

“Of course your favorite food, Princess, ” Asher answered quickly, as fast as the movement of his hand that immediately went out to Suri like a palace maid.

Suri chuckled at Asher’s movement, but no doubt he grabbed Asher’s hand when he was about to get off the bed. After Suri managed to stand on the floor, Asher still treated her. Suri is like a royal princess. The two of them then went down to the first floor leaving a very messy room without knowing that this moment was the last time they could laugh together.