When the sun's heat begins to intensify and burning the skin, Zen's cell phone rings. He glanced at the name on the screen, his father called him. His brows furrowed because Gerald didn't usually contact him.
When he arrived at the office, Zen answered the call from Gerald. Instantly his hands clenched and his face showed seriousness hearing Gerald speak from the other side. The employees who greeted him have ignored him because he focused on what Gerald said.
"He said so?" asked Zen furiously.
"I can only say, you better hurry your wedding," advised Gerald.
"So if I speed up, can he stop? No, Dad. Let him do what he thinks is easy. I know what I have to do next. And thanks for the info."
"Well, you know what to do. I hang up."
After talking to Gerald, Zen was still gloomy. His face was really angry and he immediately turned on Daisy's tap. At least so far that was all he could do, apart from ordering his men to look after Daisy.
