Chapter 509


    Quinn was blushing and her cheeks turned rosy. Zelda had experience in this too. She immediately


    understood why Chuck had note out for such a long time.


    She felt slightly gloomy. Chuck and Quinn were currently together, but what about her?


    Moreover, she was not on good terms with Quinn. Zelda felt disappointed and slightly furious.


    Quinn did not have a good rtionship with Zelda, so she walked out without saying anything.


    Zelda sighed but masked her emotions andmented with a smile, "Chuck, your meal is ready."


    In fact, when Chuck saw Zelda at the door, he had a feeling of being caught red-handed. He felt


    guilty and panicky. However, Zelda seemed clueless of what had happened, so he rxed and


    pretended nothing had happened.


    "Alright."


    He walked over and immediately felt remorseful again. He could see a hint of sadness in Zelda''s


    beautiful eyes. She was a smart woman, so she probably knew what had happened. However, in


    order to save herself from any embarrassment, she chose not to point it out.


    Chuck remained silent. He closed the door and held Zelda from behind, "Sister Zelda." Zelda''s heart


    ached, "Why are you hugging me?"


    "I was..."


    Zelda turned around and shook her head, denying, "You didn''t do anything just now."


    Chuck sighed. She certainly knew. Ultimately, she was still smart.


    "It''s just that I''m a little unhappy. Of all the ces, why my office? This is my ce, this is my


    workce," Zelda remarked.


    Chuck was speechless. "I..."


    "You do know that you are a b*stard, right?"


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    "Yeah, I know," Chuck admitted. He had forgotten that this was Zelda''s office and could not help it.


    "You are not allowed to do anything else in my office in the future, otherwise I will be sad," Zelda


    requested.


    Chuck coerced, "Even to you too?"


    "Well, if it''s to me then it''s ok, but never to other women. This is my office, and Quinn and I are on


    bad terms. Since when did you two get together?" Zelda was still jealous.


    Chuck could only tell her honestly. Zelda snorted and said, "You''re really a b*stard. You bad boy."


    Chuck coughed. Yvette called him that as well, and Quinn called him a little b*stard. They were true


    though. These women were older than him, so it was normal for them to call him like this.


    "Well, let''s go out to eat. I bet you must be hungry already," Zelda was a considerate woman. She


    knew how far she should go. She also felt a little better after voicing it out. At the very least, Chuck


    admitted it and did not intend to hide it from her.


    In this sense, Zelda was still happy.


    Chuck felt at ease. He went out with Zelda, but before he stepped out of the office, he promised


    Zelda that he would never do it in her office again.


    Zelda scoffed, "By the way, there are cameras in my office."


    "What?" Chuck was dumbfounded.


    "Are you afraid now? Let me warn you again, only you can enter my office in the future, not other


    women!" Zelda eximed.


    Chuck breathed a sigh of relief and answered with a smile, "Yes."


    Zelda teased, "Don''t be afraid. There is no camera, I was just joking with you just now. I am not a


    pervert." Of course there weren''t any cameras in her office.


    Chuck smiled and replied, "Neither am I."


    "Oh really? I don''t believe you," She snorted. She felt annoyed at the thought of having Quinn in her


    office.


    What a little b*stard, how dare he do it?


    Zelda personally prepared a lot of dishes for the three of them. Although Chuck was the only man at


    the table with Zelda, Betty and Ynda, he still felt at ease. In fact, it was a rare asion to witness


    three beautiful women having a meal together. After dinner, Ynda went back to work while Betty


    waited for him at the door. Chuck and Zelda had a short conversation. In the end, Zelda still felt


    jealous and insisted on dragging him back to her office.


    Chuck coughed and agreed. Zelda was still a considerate person.


    Aftering out of the za, Betty brought Chuck back to Hotel Luna. He lied on the bed wearily


    as Betty stood guard aside to protect him.


    Chuck called Wi to report his status and ask him how she was. After listening to Wi''s voice, he


    felt content to know she was doing fine. Finally, he gave Yvette a call.


    He only went to bed after confirming that Yvette would find him the next day.


    Right then, Betty knocked on the door.


    "Sir."


    "Yes, Betty,e in. The door is not locked," Chuck did not have to lock the door at all with Betty


    around.


    She opened the door and entered the room. She had just received a message about Yvette, which


    was about the death of Young Master Evans.


    "Betty, what''s the matter?"


    She delivered the news and he stood up in shock, eximing, "Are you telling the truth?"


    "Well, judging from Young Master Evans'' personality, he should have some... feelings for Yvette.


    That must''ve been why Yvette killed him."


    Chuck''s eyes turned cold. How could the Evans family do such a thing? Yvette had never told him!


    She would always hide these things in her heart.


    "Young Master, do we need to teach the Evans family a lesson?" Betty despised things like this the


    most. How could men force women to do anything?


    "Well, we can do it aftering back from the United States," Chuck said after thinking about it for


    a while. For now, Yvette''s assassination was priority.


    Betty also needed to go back to the United States with him. Chuck would be worried if he let others


    handle it.


    "Ok. In that case, young master, please rest early. I''ll be outside. You can call me if there''s


    anything," Betty also assumed that they could deal with this issueter.


    It was possible to teach the Evans family a lesson after arriving in the United States as well. After


    all, they had some properties in the United States.


    When Karen was ready to go back to her country, she had already found out about everything.


    They were evidently quite easy to deal with. It would only take a few words for her to shake them


    up.


    Chuck nced at Betty. She was still wearing her usual clothes which was a simple yet formal suit,


    but it felt slightly strange.


    She looked heroic.


    "Is there anything you need, young master? Food? Drinks? Or do you feel ufortable?" Betty


    asked in concern.


    As abat expert, she knew each and every pressure point in the human body by memory. She


    could do some massaging to relieve people''s fatigue.


    If Chuck''s waist and back hurt, Betty could help him, as long as he instructed her to do so.


    After all, when Karen left, she was told to take care of Chuck.


    "No," Chuck shook his head. Maybe it was because they were the only man and woman in the


    room, the atmosphere felt tense and ufortable.


    "Alright. Rest early then, Young Master," Betty turned and walked out. Chuck muttered, "Betty, what


    can you do if I''m not feeling well?"


    Betty was stunned and quickly said, "I can give you a massage. Young Master, if you need


    anything, please let me know. President Lee told me to take care of you, so you can just tell me


    what you need directly."


    Chuck was a little embarrassed. Wouldn''t it be bad for Betty to give him a massage? After all, she


    was older than him and it would be bad for him to instruct her like this.


    Betty smiled andmented, "Young Master, don''t be embarrassed. Just tell me, where do you


    need me to massage you? I used to give massages for President Lee too when she was not feeling


    well."


    It was true that she did give Karen a massage before although it wasn''t often requested of her.


    Chuck had never had a massage before, but he agreed after considering it for a while, "Okay."


    "Where do you feel difort? Your shoulder?" "My waist."


    "Young Master is extremely young, so how would your waist ache? Let me take a look." Betty


    walked over sternly. She stood on top of him and felt his waist. Suddenly, she felt a little awkward.


    How could young people have waist pain? Unless.....


    "It''s okay, Young Master. You will be fine soon."


    Crack!


    Betty used herbat skills and Chuck could hear his bones cracking. He screamed miserably, and


    immediately felt much morefortable after the crack.


    "Young Master, I can''t massage your waist for too long. I''ll massage your shoulder," Betty said.


    Chuck agreed and asked curiously, "Betty, how did you learn all this?"


    "I learned it through online videos. After all, my task is to take care of you," Indeed Betty had


    learned this before.


    Chuck never got a massage before, so he was in bliss.


    As she massaged him, Betty realised that Chuck had fallen asleep perhaps from thefort. Betty


    tiptoed out and murmured to herself, "Young Master actually has a pain in the waist. Did he do


    something during lunch just now? With Quinn? I don''t think so. Weren''t the two of them at odds with


    each other?"


    Betty stopped overthinking. She shouldn''t overstep her boundaries.


    The next morning, Chuck began packing up. In fact, he was a little nervous. After all, it was his first


    time going abroad, and he wasn''t good at speaking another foreignnguage.


    Unlike Yvette, who was a teacher who was good in multiplenguages, it was toote for him to try


    to learn anynguages now.


    Fortunately, she would be going to the United States with him as well. She could trante for him if


    he did not understand.


    "Young Master, we will depart in the afternoon," Betty reminded him.


    "Okay," Chuck nodded. He had already packed up his things and would go to the airportter. He


    then called Yvette and told her to go straight to the airport.