"Mr. Hefner, aren't you the one who had been plotting this? How did it turn out to be me doing the scheming?" Zelson looked calm, especially compared to Jefferson. However, the veins on his temples were popping.
Jefferson let out a cold sneer. He stared at Zelson fiercely and warned, "Zelson Jacob, you better put away your little thoughts. Don't you dare to touch anyone from the Carter family. Otherwise, you'll die a miserable death."
"The game has just begun. Don't draw a conclusion just yet." Zelson smiled. He shifted his gaze from Jefferson to Adrienne's desk. "In your own words, if you dare to mistreat Adrienne, you'll die a miserable death."
D*mn it. What was he talking about? She was his wife, of course he would be good to her. He didn't need anyone to remind him. Jefferson was fuming. "It's my duty to be good to her. You don't have to worry about that."
"That would be the best then." With these words, Zelson walked sideways past Jefferson's side out of Adrienne's office.
As Jefferson watched Zelson leaving, he felt that Zelson was different that day. However, he could not exactly pinpoint the difference.
Perhaps Zelson had kept it well hidden before this. It was possible that he was not as kind and harmless as everyone thought he was.
When Jefferson returned to his office, Adrienne was already there waiting for him. Seeing him walking in, Adrienne immediately asked, "You asked me to look for you in your office. Where have you been?"
Staring at Adrienne, Jefferson couldn't help but want to tease her. "Does your superior need to inform you of his whereabouts?"
"I..." Adrienne was stunned. "Well, I apologize for asking. Can we talk about work now?"
Adrienne knew Jefferson too well that it was hard for her to view him as her superior. When she saw him at work, she would just think of him as her husband, not her superior.
Hence, she told herself that she had to pay attention to her behavior whenever she was at work in future.
Jefferson sat on the office chair and crossed his legs. He commented, "You can start now."
Adrienne nodded. "Okay."
Zelson had worked in the Paramount Criminal Police Team for many years, but he had very few personal items in the office. He could fit everything inside a small box.
The security guard did a routine inspection before letting him pass. "Dr. Jacob, you're always welcome to visit us in the future."
Zelson laughed. "Yes, I will."
He wanted to come back often, but that person might not allow him to do so.
Although it was a civilized world and everyone was supposedly equal, it was usually unlikely so before power and wealth. There were times where one would be forced to bow down to reality.
When he came out of the office, the sun was shining brightly. Zelson's body felt warm but the sun couldn't warm his lonely heart.
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