A slight tension rippled between all four of them. Just then, the waitress came up to the table with Jordan and Zara's order. She set it down carefully. The situation became a little more awkward after she left."Mr. Brown, you are here to have dinner, aren't you? Why don't you go ahead?" Jordan finally broke the silence, glancing at Scott's company.For some reason, Scott smiled brightly. "Yes, we are. But I forgot to make a reservation before coming here. We were on our way out when I heard your sweet sweet words."Zara instantly felt uncomfortable. She sensed something in his tone. And it wasn't good. When he moved closer to the table with his companion, she bit her tongue and cursed him out in her mind. Jerk! Why don't you just go your own way? Why did you have to stop? Don't even dare do what I think you are about to do!Suddenly, Scott pulled the chair nearby and said with feigned politeness, "We already came a long way. Since you reserved a large table, how about we sit with yo

Were her eyes playing tricks on her? Was she hallucinating right now? Why the hell was she seeing this man standing at her doorstep in the middle of a rainy night?Zara blinked hard and looked again. When the image before her didn't disappear, she uttered in disbelief, "Scott? What are you doing here?""Break up with him," Scott repeated. Zara was even more stunned. She stared at him as his mouth quivered. He was soaking wet as if he had jumped into a pool, fully-clothed."What's wrong with you? Why did you show up here in the middle of the night?" she asked, folding her arms over her bosom."Break up with him."Hell, he was sounding like a broken record now. Zara's frown deepened. She didn't even know what to say to him. How could he come all the way here just to tell her those four words? Wait a minute!A stench suddenly hit Zara's nose. It was so pungent that she wondered why it hadn't gotten to her before now. Scott reeked of alcohol. Finally, she understood why his eyes were dro

A honk was heard as the taxi driver slammed into the steering wheel. On the other hand, Scott's forehead hit the headrest of the passenger seat. His mind went fuzzy due to the impact. Other cars on the road came to a screeching halt one after the other. Honks came from all corners in an instant. Scott shook his head as he saw stars. Leaning back, he held his forehead and opened the door. He got out just in time to see a rickety white car making a sharp swerve to another lane from behind the taxi. There was a dent on its bumper, so this meant one thing—that was the car that just hit the taxi."Hey! Stop right there!" Scott yelled as the car sped away. He took note of the number plate before it went out of sight. Something about that car seemed familiar. Where had he seen it before?*****Scott's head was still banging by the time he returned home. Somehow, the taxi driver had managed to continue the ride. To show his appreciation, Scott wired him some money to repair the damage done

"What!" Leonard and Anthony exclaimed at the same time. They looked at each other before Anthony spoke again, "Don't do it, Scott. I get that you are angry, but what if he's really the one after you? What if he attacks again?""He's right. You barely just survived the accident. I was even thinking of asking you to go to the hospital to get checked. You know, for internal bleeding and all. I could even go over to attend to you myself," Leonard uttered with worry. "Don't go over to Steven's. Take a taxi to the hospital and I'll meet you there."Scott grabbed his keys. "No, thanks. I feel fine. The bump on my forehead will go down once I put more ice on it. But that will come later. I have gotta confront that old idiot. Something tells me he has a hand in this. Let's talk later, guys!""No, Scott. Don't—" Leonard began, but the line suddenly went dead.Scott ran out of the house. He was just about to get in the car when he remembered something; he hadn't told Cora he was going out.Consi

A shriek escaped Zara's mouth as she hit the brakes as fast as she could. She lunged forward, grabbing the steering wheel tighter. After staying down for a few moments, she raised her head and opened an eye.She looked to see the damage she had done. Thankfully, there was no dent on the car. A head suddenly appeared from the other side. "My goodness!" Zara muttered exasperatedly. She opened the door and got out with her hands and legs shaking. Although the near collision just scared her half to death, she wasn't going to let this slide.Scott, who was clad in a white shirt and a pair of trousers, walked up to her and said, "Hey, Zara. Can I talk—""What the hell is wrong with you? Have you lost your mind? I could have hit you!" Zara yelled, holding the hood of her car for support. She was pissed. This man had almost caused an accident. Instead of apologizing, he asked her if they could talk? Was he doing drugs now? Who in their right mind would appear in front of a moving car like he