What was strange was that Marcus seemed to have vanished into thin air. Robert came to Jangasas to
secretly deliver the news to him. “Sir, our people have basically flipped Centrolis over, but Marcus can’t
be found anywhere.”
Zephyr’s expression was icy cold. How could a living person be gone out of the blue!? Now that he was
nowhere to be found, Zephyr had already thought of the worst.
“Continue searching in Centrolis!” He gnashed his teeth. “I suspect that Uncle Matthew’s already found
him first. They’ll definitely find someone to ambush me if they want to do something!”
“Sir…” Robert widened his eyes, looking nervous.
“Don’t worry about me,” Zephyr instructed, “Cordelia, though… Get a few reliable men to watch her
going to and leaving work. Her safety is your top priority!”
“Got it!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtZephyr felt chills down his spine all of a sudden after saying that.
Whether it was Matthew, Yale, or other Hamertons considering conspiring, he had never been scared,
even if there was a direct confrontation. This time, however, he was scared.
He and Cordelia were out in the open while they were lurking in the shadows. If they could not lay a
finger on him, they would certainly target Cordelia.
Zephyr pressed his lips together. His sculpted face was frosty.
“Darling!” Cordelia’s sweet voice sounded from the outside of the cafe.
Robert and Zephyr exchanged a look before he pressed his cap lower and ran out. As Cordelia went
past him, she found the person mysterious and wanted to do a double take when Zephyr came out.
“You’re done with work?”
“Mm!” Cordelia retracted her gaze and hooked her arms with him to go into the shop.
There was no customer in the cafe, and it felt empty. It was currently leisure hours after people went off
work, so it should be when business was at its peak.
A few jars of coffee beans were sitting neatly in the cabinet at the back, barely lessened. The cakes
and desserts in the glass case by the bar had not been sold at all.
Cordelia’s smile eventually froze, and a wash of disappointment flashed in her eyes.
“Honey, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing…” Cordelia forced a smile. “Business hasn’t been good these days, huh?”
It stumped Zephyr. He had never been concerned about whether the business was good since the
beginning. The purpose of opening this shop was just to make Cordelia happy. It was just that she
would be unhappy if business remained bad.
Zephyr frowned. ‘Goodness, how did I miss this!?’
He would probably have to ask Josiah and Fredric to get more customers over these days. While he
thought about it, he heard Cordelia huff. “Someone must be behind this! Business was okay previously.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHow could it just disappear!?”
“What?” Zephyr paused.
Cordelia whipped out her phone and tapped on a few review apps.
Iris had plenty of reviews, but almost all of them were bad ones.
[I heard that the boss of this cafe is a felon—an inmate!]
[Yeah, don’t go to that shop! What good coffee can a boss who’s gone behind bars make?]
[Even one star is too much! Dodgy shop!]
Cordelia read through them, page after page, her hands shaking.
“Darling, look…” she said, aggrieved. “I only found out today that so many people are calling our shop
a fraud!
“How’s it possible? We haven’t offended anyone since we started our business!” Cordelia looked at
him, hesitant to speak.
“Honey…” She licked her lips. “Could it be people you had grudges with before? Like Nicholas?”