Chapter 473


    Chapter 473 Take Care of the Dump


    Za felt uneasy. Did they break up, really? They were together once, though only for a couple of


    hours. “Yes,” Za said affirmatively. “Then… Could you help me with something…” Ophelia sounded


    feeble. She was like an orphan with no one to turn to in Harper.


    Za assumed that something must’ve happened. “Sure. What is it?” Za asked at once. “Lincoln


    asked me to go to Kovis; they needed a signature for processing, and he can’t make it…


    “Za, you know that the Russo family is as good as gone right now. I couldn’t get in touch with Simon,


    and all the other rtives are keeping their distance. I don’t know what to do.” Ophelia sounded like


    she was about to burst into tears.


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    The Russo family in Harper back in the day was but only a good start. With interest after interest


    collected, they got enough money for ten lifetimes. But now, with Simon missing and no one left in


    charge, it was clear that their good days were over.


    And those rtives were nothing but realistic. Of course, they could care less for Ophelia. “I’ll be right


    there.” Za disconnected and got up at once. Then she took the elevator and headed straight for the


    basement without grabbing any bites to eat. Stephen ran after her with Leroy’s food box.


    “Za, what’s the rush? Something wrong?” Zay?a responded quickly. “My friend needed some help.


    I’m heading there.” “I’lle with you.” She shook her head and smiled. “Just a hitch. I can take care of


    it.


    “Stephen, you’ve been away from Vargas Group for quite some time now. Those old fes are gonna


    act up if you don’t show up soon. Za ended the conversation and took the food box from Stephen.


    “Thanks, Stephen. Leroy.”


    Then she got into her Aston Martin, powered up, and left Bridgnd Vi. Za arrived at Harper High


    School right in the middle of the noon break. She was taking notes. Several students walked out,


    whispering.


    “Did you hear that? Ophelia’s gonna…” How could not? My dad was…” “I thought the process would


    only take a couple hours. Why is Ophelia still in the ssroom? It’s been all morning.”


    “There was this process. First of them is a signature. But have you seen the Russos? Who’s left to sign


    for her now that her parents are dead? “Doesn’t she have a brother?” “I heard he went abroad. Not


    back yet. “Poor little Ophelia, an orphan with no one to care for her. Shame that she’s leaving.” “Shame


    about what?” “One less girl to pick on, of course.” Harper was a city of bullies and a paradise for the


    rich and powerful. It was said that when it rains, it pours. All kinds of vultures came out when the Russo


    family fell.


    Za’s writing hand suddenly tightened. “Someone is picking on Ophelia? For quite some time, too,


    from the looks of it!” SLAP! She dropped her pen and charged forward, standing in the girls’ way.


    Then she grabbed the girl leading the group and pressed the girl on her car, with her hand twisted


    behind her back. The girl screamed. “Who the hell are you? What are you doing? Let’s go of me!”


    The girl struggled, but Za pinned her down hard. The other girls who saw this dared not say


    anything, and quickly ran for the security office. “Been a while since I drove this car. Got pretty dusty.


    “I was just looking for some cloth to wipe it clean, and you showed up. “Be a shame to let it go to


    waste.” Za sounded casual, and with a little smile, but her hands took action.


    The girl was just getting pressed on the car, and now she was being moved left and right, very much


    like a piece of cloth. “Hey! Who the hell are you? Don’t you know who I am? Don’t you know who my


    father is?”