Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 591

Of course Zoella understood Octavia's meaning. She sneered. "Relax. Matteo is not Oscar. He is shrewd, and he is still in control of the Jones Group. Plus, Matteo is a man who worships money. No matter what he does, he prioritizes profit. He is famous in the industry for being astute and calculative. Also, Oscar is not his only son. As long as Matteo knows about Liya, they will immediately drive her away. At that time, I will make sure that Liya is left with nothing, and her consequences will be grave."

Zoella knew better than anyone else that the reason Oscar was willing to cooperate with her was that he wanted to take advantage of her means and intelligence. Although her company was temporarily kicked out of A City by Hansen, seemingly defeated, Oscar's luxury car company, which had been on the verge of bankruptcy, took an unexpected recovery because of Zoella. Not only did they manage to sell the leftover luxury cars, they also managed to break into the international market. In this aspect alone, he should've made a net profit of about 100 million dollars. Although he was not long in the global market as a newly- established luxurious car company, N&S Group managed to steal his thunder. Nonetheless, Oscar had successfully steered clear of the bankruptcy, as he earned a spot in the international market. This was something that Matteo was well aware of. Furthermore, Oscar was a typical incompetent and stubborn hedonist. He needed someone like Zoella to be his daughter-in-law. Therefore, Matteo agreed to her request to merge their companies. The cooperation would benefit him the most, from any angle.

This was clear as day for Zoella.

Liya was nothing. Aside from her beauty, she had no talent, and she was not of a reputable family background. Additionally, Liya was just a prodigal's plaything. Unless Matteo were senile, he wouldn't allow Oscar to leave Zoella behind and marry Liya. This was something that Zoella was still confident of. Of course, she did not care about this marriage with Oscar at all. Even if Zoella really cared about it, she still had a watertight plan. The marriage of a wealthy family was never that casual. Or else, she might as well have married Hansen.

However, when she thought of Hansen, Jenna would also spring up, and she would feel resentful. Why was she inferior to Jenna? Vivian had been determined to marry Jenna to Hansen.

At that time, the latter had not fallen in love with Jenna. In fact, in his heart, Jenna had not even been as important as Zoella.

Zoella clenched her fist.

The phone rang at this time.

Zoella glanced at the phone and gently knitted her delicate eyebrows. She waved her hand, and Octavia went out.

"Yaris, anything?" She picked up the phone and tried to sound as easy-going as possible.

Yaris did not answer for a long time.

Zoella's brows were knitted even more tightly.

"Zoella, I want to meet you." After a long while, Yaris' voice came from the other side of the phone.

Zoella was really astonished by the request.

"Yaris, don't be too stubborn. How can we do it now?" Zoella's voice was as calm as possible as she tried to persuade him in a soft voice.

"No, it's possible. I'm in C City right now." Yaris' voice seemed to drift from h*ll itself, and Zoella was so shocked that she leapt to her feet.

"What did you say? You're in C City now?" She asked in shock, and her entire body was consumed with nervousness. Based on her intuition, it didn't seem like Yaris was lying.

"Yeah, I'm in the hotel right in front of you." Yaris immediately added with certainty, "Come and see me right away. As soon as possible."

This time, Zoella was incoherent with surprise. "Are you out of your mind? Hansen is sending his men to catch you. You've committed so many crimes. Are you prepared to go to prison? Don't hold your breath thinking that Hansen will let you off."

Yaris remained abnormally silent on the other side.

"Zoella, my mother is at the terminal stage of her lung cancer. The doctor has issued a death notice," Yaris admitted.

"This..." Zoella didn't know what to say. She finally understood the reason he would come back. She pondered for a long time before replying, "Yaris, since this is the case, then don't be too sad. Just wait, I'll come and see you right away."

After hanging up the phone, Zoella finally understood why there were strange people loitering around her company in the past few days. It turned out that they were here to monitor Yaris. These people may have been sent by Hansen.

She dialed her phone and decisively ordered, "Albie, Yaris has already arrived in C City.

Everyone, move out and keep a close watch on the hotel on the other side, in case we're being targeted by Hansen's men. After that, escort him to A City, and don't let him fall into Hansen's hands."

What if...

A cold and merciless glint flashed in her eyes.

After a while, she changed her clothes and donned on a sunhat before driving out of the basement.

After taking her time circling C City for half an hour, she suddenly changed into another car in a parking lot. Then, she turned into a small route into the basement opposite Medda Hotel. After confirming that there was no one on her tail, she entered the elevator directly from the basement and went straight to Yaris' room.

"Zoella, we finally meet." Yaris saw Zoella and hugged her excitedly.

Zoella stood there without moving. There was not much expression on her face.

"Come, sit here." Yaris hugged her and walked towards the couch in the hotel. His face was full of infatuation. "Zoella, I just want to see you. I feel much more at ease when I see you."

Zoella's face betrayed no expression as she said slowly, "Yaris, it's not the right time to come back now. You have to know that Hansen has arranged many people around me to monitor my movement. He won't let you off."

Sara was sitting in the living room, and the television was broadcasting the international news.

Sara was then fixed upon the channel on the TV that showed international news.

The news was showing the international conference. The woman sitting to the left side of the chief was elegant and dignified. Wearing a pair of glasses, she sat dignifiedly in front of the stage and gave a speech.

Sara looked at her and sank into deep thought.

Madam Lilian, who had a high status, needed high-level officials to receive her when she returned. Perhaps because of this, it was rare to see the news concerning her return. Yet, a few days ago, she'd come in person to visit Sara, an ordinary person, and even considered Jenna as her granddaughter. This really surprised Sara and made her feel that everything was incredible and dream-like.

In the past, Sara didn't care much about international news, and she didn't even pay much attention to it when watching TV. Nonetheless, ever since Jenna had mentioned Madam Lilian, Sara would pay attention to her intentionally or unintentionally when she watched the TV.

Bailey was sitting next to her, peeling apples.

From time to time, her eyes would fall on Madam Lilian's face on the TV screen.

When Madam Lilian visited that day, she always felt that the exquisite face was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it before.

When Madam Lilian had left, Bailey was only 11 years old. At this age, many memories were vague.

Bailey had been raised by the acting troupe since she was a child. She'd met Lilian when she was seven years old. Lilian had pitied her family background, and she happened to need someone by her side due to her rising status. Hence, Lilian had not hesitated to take Bailey in. In fact, she also did that out of kindness.

Since then, Bailey had been with Lilian until she got married, had a child, and until she left her. Since then, it had been more than half a century, and Bailey could no longer remember Lilian's appearance.

What was more, after so many years, the changes were colossal.

She had never thought that Lilian would become an admirable person in the TV news that day.

On that day, when Madam Lilian had visited, all she had in mind was Sara. How would she have expected that the 11-year-old little girl would still be with Sara? Moreover, Bailey was now 61 years old, and the changes would be profound. With the passage of time hammering away at its duty, it would be next to impossible for Madam Lilian to recognize Bailey.

"Madam, is the lady on TV really the noble lady who paid a visit the other day?" Bailey stared at the TV with her somewhat blurry eyes and asked curiously. She was not well- educated, and her daily task was to take good care of Sara. This had been her mission since childhood. Even after she got married and had a husband and a child, it had remained unchanged. For decades, her routines had been the same. After her husband had died a few years ago, she had devoted herself to keeping Sara company.