Chapter 151 The Photo So...
Lincoln was Zayla’s employee? Damnit...
Stephen and Simon outranked Lincoln! This realization made Lincoln sad.
Lincoln lowered his head and looked at the girl who held the umbrella for him in his arms...
Zayla felt Lincoln's gaze. She raised her head and met his deep eyes.
The two stared at each other in the rain for a while until Zayla spoke.
“What are you doing?” Lincoln's eyes flashed. Zayla didn’t know what he was thinking.
Lincoln did not speak. He walked towards the laboratory with Zayla in his arms...
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe villa where the laboratory was located was pitch-dark.
The two entered the villa and closed the door.
Before Zayla could reach out to turn on the light, Lincoln placed her on the cabinet at the entrance.
Zayla was confined between Lincoln's body and the door.
“Am | only your employee?” Lincoln's tone was calm yet bewitching.
With the light in the courtyard, Zayla could vaguely see Lincoln's handsome face. It was dangerous butcharming.
Zayla’s heart beat faster.
Zayla leaned back, her back pressed against the glass at the door. She couldn't move.
“My ex-husband’s uncle?” Zayla asked tentatively.
Lincoln did not want to be Zayla’s employee.
How about Zayla’s ex-husband’s uncle? “That's all?” Lincoln's gaze gradually dimmed.
Zayla was stunned before she shook her head.
Lincoln closed his eyes and did not speak. He put his arm around Zayla’s slender waist and carried herdown from the cabinet. However, he did not let her feet touch the ground.
Lincoln carried Zayla into the laboratory and placed her on her seat.
Lincoln did not want to let go of Zayla.
“You're the boss. You can just sit here and watch me work.” Lincoln unbuttoned his cufflinks, rolled up his sleeves, and walked towards the mural under the slitiamp.
Zayla looked up at Lincoln's back and then at the photo placed in the middle of her seat.
“Stephen is your brother, and Simon is your ex-husband. How about me?” “Am | only your employee?” “That's all?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmZayla's heart beat faster.
Did Lincoln like Zayla? Zayla had thought of this, but she denied it.
How was that possible? A gentleman like Lincoln wouldn't fall in love with his nephew's ex-wife.
Zayla picked up the photo and thought about the trending topic that day.
The Fountain Maze opened ahead of time. Zayla did not know whether it was a mistake by the hotel ordeliberately arranged.
“What are you looking at?” Lincoln was lowering his head to mix the colors, but he glanced at Zayla from the corner of his eyes.
“This photo...” “You left in a hurry. The hotel asked me to bring it to you.” Zayla nodded. “Oh.” There was no need to bring the photo to Zayla. She didn't want to take it.
Moreover, this photo caused problems today. Zayla had to hide it! It would be best if no one knew about it, but now, Zayla hoped that fewer people knew about it, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.
After all, this was not an ordinary photo. In it, Lincoln carried Zayla on his back.
It was pretty hard to explain.
Zayla opened the drawer beside her and stuffed the photo into its deepest part...