Chapter 382
As a military king whose fame was renowned throughout the military world, and even his reputation had spread to the business world, and attracted the adoration of countless beauties, Ragib looked at the woman in front of him. Ragib was even more certain that there was one thing
He was asking for trouble! That was why he agreed to the request !
He stared sullenly at Zoya's raised face. "Woman, if you keep yelling, I'll make you regret it!"
Perhaps this was a man with an impressive background. A single sentence was enough to strike fear into others!
Zoya took a deep breath.
Looking at the coldness in his eyes.
"What... what are you doing?" Zoya took two steps back and made a defensive gesture. "I'll tell you. I'm not afraid of you!"
"Hmph!" Ragib coldly said, "Do you really think that I'm following you?"
Did he think that he was willing to do so?
Looking at the shocked look on zoya's face, Ragib snorted and turned back to the car.
Zoya clenched her fists and said, "The Ragib guy, although don't know what your purpose is, if you still follow me-"
Ragib stopped in his tracks. "What evidence do you have to prove that I'll follow you?"
Zoya pressed her lips together. She was so angry that her face turned red and white.
Finally, she nodded. "Okay, then who will be the grandson of me!"
After saying this threatening word, Zoya went back to her car and entered the community immediately.
On top of the black window glass of the Aurora Land Rover, Ragib's twisted and darkened face was reflected!
He clenched his fists tightly, his hands shaking.
"This woman...
"Young Master, Young Master!" The guard hurried down to persuade him. "Don't be angry, don't be angry. Miss Zoya is a woman favored by Chloe. You can't use violence."
Another guard also said, "Yes, the woman may not be thinking about it in her mouth. Young Master, don't mind her..."
"Get lost!"
Ragib shook off the two men.
The two guards stood aside and secretly realized that something was wrong!
However, Ragib did not pull Zoya back and teach her a lesson. After standing in front of the car for a while, he raised his face and said with a sneer, "I don't want her to regret... I'm not from the Ragib family!"
After the car left the Happy Community, Ragib opened the box of cakes, grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth
"Ah, Young Master, this is..." The guard stared at him.
"Cut the crap!" Ragib said as he ate, she want it, then I'll eat it."
After eating for a while.
Ragib slapped the box again and threw it to the side. "Damn, only this kind of woman can eat this kind of sweet stuff!"
He was alert and silent in front of him.
Opposite them, an Aston Martin brushed past their car
The guards of the Ragib family were naturally experienced and knowledgeable, and they immediately became alert. "Young Master, that is..."
Ragib also saw it.
His black eyes narrowed in an instant.
In the car of Aston Martin, Zayn also saw the Land Rover Aurora, which was a global limited-edition special model.
"Young Master, the person who went just now was Ragib."
Zayn hand, who was smoking behind them, paused for a moment. In the car which was full of smoke, his eyes couldn't be seen clearly.
"I used to see Ragib driving this car outside." Jin said, "He usually goes in and out of famous or upper class places. His car is in the red Ferrari. As long as he drives this car, it is said that something must have happened..."
"Is that so?" Ragib ink-black eyes flashed with a trace of incomprehension. He looked at the 'Happy Community' in front of him and smiled. "It looks like this apartment doesn't have to be remodeled, right? Even someone like Ragib will come. Isn't that very interesting?"
"Young master, what do you mean?"
"The last time I met him, it was Chloe's friend called Zoya who came, wasn't it?" Zayn stubbed out the cigarette, "Let the property management to ask if Chloe came."
It seemed that when hearing Chloe, this man would always have a strange reaction.
Jin immediately said, "Okay."
Not long after Zoya returned to her warm apartment of 80 square meters, she received a call from the estate's owner. She said impatiently, "No, I'm all alone... And, did I bring my friend back? What does it have to do with your property? Even if I brought my boyfriend back, have nothing to do with you?"
"No, Miss Zoya..." In the phone, the people from the property management company made an excuse, "The media has reacted recently. Some residents are doing illegal things in some districts. It is a strict rule in the middle and high-class apartment area like ours..."
"Okay, okay, you don't have to follow me!" Zoya's feelings were complicated, so she hung up the phone.
Her stomach was too hungry.
Zoya made herself dinner first.
But when she thought of Ragib's sudden follow-up today, she couldn't even rest easy. In the end, she didn't even wash the bowl and carried the notebook to write the 'im will'...
Sitting on the tatami, Zoya hugged a pillow while looking at the blank document on the screen
He didn't know how to write for a long time.
In the end, she threw herself on the pillow. "Sht, sister, it's only my career and I'm not 30 yet. Why do I have to write a 'imitation letter'?"
The round pillow rolled a few meters away.
She slapped her leg again. "No, people like Ragib must be able to do everything. I have to take precautions in case."
That's how she thought about it, and she left the word 'im will' on her lips.
But as soon as she said "beat" these two words, she felt that something was wrong this was too unlucky!
"Hello, Chloe." In the end, she traced her fingers down her hair and sighed as she called Chloe. "I have something to discuss with you. Are you... free?"
"Ah? I just took a shower." Chloe sweet voice came from the phone. "Go ahead."
"That is..."
Zoya sighed.
"What's wrong?" Hearing her sigh, Chloe was thinking if she had encountered any problem. "Is there any difficulty? Is the newspaper short of money? Let me have a look..."
"No." Zoya quickly stopped her from making money again. She frowned. "It's something else..."
"Anything else? Did your family contact you?"
"No, no."
"Then..." Chloe thought for a moment. "Did you promise me to find a media reporter to ask about Nangong ?"
"Well..." Zoya was a little embarrassed. "In fact, this is also a matter."
"Haven't you found her? Forget it." Chloe said, "Don't force yourself. I know Miss Nangong very well."
"I'll try again." Zoya pulled her hair back to the back of her head and sighed, "But right now, I feel like I'm in another horrible situation."
"What is it?"
"I'm writing a 'imitational note'." Zoya said.
Chloe anxious voice came from the phone as if the glass had fallen off.
"Well, Zoya, listen to me. Don't be impulsive. In fact, this world is still very beautiful. There is nothing wrong with it. Maybe tomorrow you will encounter something big. For example, you win a lottery of a few million dollar, or meet the real Son of Heaven in your life. Do you think just accidentally meet Aman, and then my life will be ruined..."
"You mean what? Do you think I'm going to commit suicide?" Zoya frowned and said, "You listen to me first!"
"Ah? Aren't you going to..."
"All the people in the world are dead. Sister, I want to live!" Zoya clenched her fist and said indignantly.
"Then just now, you said 'a posthumous letter'..."
"Ah." Zoya picked up her pillow again, sat down and said, "Even if I want to live, others may not let me live. Let me tell you something. The night I came back from the "Nobility Peak" last time, I was in a hurry to go back to the newspaper office and remember it, right?"
"Mmhm. What happened after that?"
"After coming out of the newspaper office that night, in fact, I met Ragib."
Chloe was shocked. "And then?"
"That Ragib guy drank too much, Zoya said, "He hit a tree and passed out. I was afraid that the paparazzi would find out that I was with him late at night, so I didn't dare to send him to the hospital or to leave him alone. I couldn't contact his family, so I couldn't bear to bring him back to my apartment."
"..." Chloe came up with various plots of romance on her own. "So you just went with the flow -"
"No!" Zoya tried to stop her. "Nothing happened between us."
"Oh, I see."
"But Mr. Ragib felt that it was humiliating to have spent a night with me, didn't he?" Zoya was unhappy when she said this. "We both hate each other, and then hate each other."
"This sounds a bit like..." "Why does it sound like the beginning of some story?"
"In addition, during the time when I left the Confined of Zayn, a group of entertainment reporters secretly took photos of him." As she said this, Zoya sighed again. "I guess he hates me and thinks that I'm likely to expose his privacy and his spending time with me. So today I saw that he was tracking me!"
"Huh?" Chloe exclaimed in surprise, "Ragib is following you?"
"Absolutely! It doesn't matter if he admits it or not!"
"So, do you think he may want to kill you?"
Zoya was touched. "No wonder you're my best friends. You'll understand what I mean soon..."
"No," Chloe said, "This is impossible, isn't it?"
"I also think it's impossible. The question is, why did he follow me?" Zoya was angry again. "And he followed me back to my apartment today. After I found out, he threatened me and said something dangerous!"
Thinking of Ragib's gloomy face at that time, the more Zoya thought about it, the more uneasy she felt...
"No, no, no. Zoya, calm down." As an onlooker, Chloe tried to persuade her. "I don't think so."
Zoya threw another pillow on the floor and said, "Isn't that so? Why else would that bstard follow me?"
"If Ragib really wanted to wipe you out, why did he have to do it in such a roundabout way?" He said, "With Ragib's status, he could just send someone to wipe you out or send someone to follow you. Why did he have to go personally? He has a lot of places to drink and drink."
"Besides, Ragib is a soldier," Chloe said. "It's impossible for him to kill a person in this manner, isn't it?"
"Last time when I was taken away by Frederick, he shot, but he took me first."
Zoya was anxious. "But..."
"I feel that he is definitely not trying to kill you," Chloe said. "I'll give an example. If one day I cheat on Aman, do you think Aman will kill me immediately?"
"He knows a hundred ways to torture me. He won't kill me," Chloe said, "If he really hates a person, he won't let him die that way."
"Chloe, is it a good idea for you to compete in this way?" asked Zoya, sweating.
On the phone, Chloe lowered her voice. "I'm just trying to make an analogy with you. I'm going to the balcony to call you right now. I can't let Amwn hear me."
"So, do you think Ragib has another purpose in following me?" "I think so," Chloe said, "Is there any specific situation?"