Nia's heart skipped a beat. Oh no!
For a moment, she let down her guard and spilled the beans.
"Say it! How do you know?" Zayn's terrible face was in front of her, and his eyes seemed to be staring at her face. "Only the Ali Enterprises knows my blood type!"
Nia was so scared that she wanted to retreat, but Zayn leaned forward and locked her in the corner of the car door, not allowing her to escape.
Her eyes trembled. "Mr. Ali, I... I just..."
"Say it!" Zayn roared again.
Nia opened her mouth. She wanted to say, but she couldn't tell him what had happened that year.
But in the face of Zayn's amazing momentum, she didn't know how to answer. Slowly, her eyes turned red and tears of grievance covered her face.
It wasn't that she didn't want to say it, she couldn't!
