After Dirvorce I become a SheEO by Vada Weeks

Chapter 532 A Plan Arose

Lincoln didn’t deny it but just looked at Robert and didn’t give him any chance to make fun of him. He countered

and said, “Uncle should be the one who makes people envious. You have such a radiant face without your love.”

Robert was rendered speechless. He should forget it and just go to bed.

Without a sweetheart, He was too old to keep up with these young people, even if he was still radiant. Afterward,

Robert muttered, “I won’t talk to you anymore! Go to bed early!” “Let me tell you. Don’t keep tossing around while

you’re young, or you’ll Have to pay it back when you’re old.”

“When you reach my age, maybe you won’t be as radiant as I am!” Lincoln said with a faint smile, “Uncle, don’t

worry, as I have a girlfriend.”

“Not for anything else, but just for her. I have to rest well.” Robert was getting old, and for the first time, he wanted

to slap himself… What else could he say? He couldn’t argue with that!

Alright, he should just go to bed and find his Twilight lover in his dreams! Robert snorted and turned to walk towards

the direction of the rest building.

This was Robert’s training base at the foot of the snow mountain, where Lincoln’s helicopter landed today. He didn’t

rush back to rest, but instead walked to the window and gazed at the signal that could come and go at any time,

then made a phone call… His sweetheart, who stayed in the Snow Manor for a day, and in his eyes, she had already

suffered a great injustice! The Powell family must be punished. The sooner, the better!

After hanging up the phone, Lincoln planned to go back upstairs to rest. However, his phone suddenly rang. The

incoming call was from Harper. He had seen this string of numbers before. It was Stephen’s call.

He answered the phone and whispered, “What’s up?” Stephen used to work for Brendis, and Brendis had close ties

with the Powell family. Naturally, Lincoln did not trust Stephen.

Therefore, since Stephen returned to Harper, Lincoln had been sending people to watch him. But apart from going

back and forth between Bridgeland Villa and the Vargas Group every day, he also went to the Russo Group, which

merged with Twilight Studio. Otherwise, he would go to the Harper Chamber of Commerce to help Zayla deal with

affairs.

The relationship between him and Zayla was still unknown in Harper, and everyone thought that Stephen and Zayla

had some kind of unspeakable intimate relationship. Stephen became the acting president to handle affairs, and no

one dared to stop him.

Not only because of the notice sent in advance by Zayla but also because Stephen had the backing of the Vargas

family! If Stephen didn’t take any action, that would be the best.

But if he did anything to harm the Vargas family, he would have been halfway to the grave by now and would not

have been able to make this call. Stephen, on the other end of the phone, was silent for a long time.

“I know you don’t trust me. I used to work for Brendis and seek benefits for him through the Vargas Group.” “But I

have always been sincere to Zayla.”

These two sentences were difficult to say, but there was no hint of guilt of Stephen. When Lincoln heard this, he let

out a light sneer.

“For a person who had done something bad before, he is not qualified to talk about his sincerity.”

What Brendis wanted was not only to seek benefits for him through the Vargas Group. His ultimate goal was the

entire Vargas Group! Whether it was due to lack of time or sudden conscience, it didn’t matter. Even if the Vargas

Group didn’t fall into others’ hands, it couldn’t change the fact that Stephen had once risked his life for Brendis.

About the Powell family, I can give you some useful information. “I think you have already guessed that Brendis is a

tool of the Powell family. “And I am aware that Zayla would be willing to take risks, all because of you.

“Lincoln, my sister was hurt before. I think you know something about how Simon treated her in the past. “Once

bitten, twice shy. I don’t know what you used to get into her heart.”

“But I know that I will never hurt her. I just hope that she is safe, happy, and well.” Stephen’s words were sincere,

and if one were emotional, one would have believed him long ago. But Lincoln’was rational, even overly rational.

Stephen also understood this and immediately told Lincoln all the information he thought would be useful.

Lincoln responded to all the previous information very calmly. Until this last one… He clenched his fists and tried to

restrain himself, but his veins bulged, showing his anger! The next day, the puppy timer rang again.

After Zayla woke up, she washed and brushed in a daze but unexpectedly found a hickey on her neck At this

moment, she instantly woke up. Zayla looked at the floor lamp that hadn’t been raised yet and thought of the kiss

Lincoln suddenly landed on her neck last night on the sofa… Zayla quickly put on the turtleneck and wrapped

herself up. The topography of the entire Snow Manor was imprinted in her mind, making it easy for her to check in

this time. Her swollen calves did not hurt as much as she had expected the next day. Thanks to the gigolo. After

breakfast, Zayla started today’s class again.

Fortunately, there was no dance class today, and the marks on her neck would not be exposed. Today’s arranged

course was weaving, and she should use the most primitive weaving machine.

The reason is simple, to understand the traditional culture of the Brevan Empire, one must know that the founding

empress was a skilled weaver. In Brevan, cloth art culture was also one of the very important histories!

Today’s weaving teacher was more normal than Grace. He didn’t deliberately trouble Zayla, but he didn’t teach her

everything.

Zayla knew that Snow Manor was all people from the Powell family, so if they could avoid teaching her, they would.

This would make her less competitive and greatly reduce the pressure on Jasmine.

The craft of hand weaving was almost lost, and weaving shuttles were rarely seen. Such old objects made Zayla

very interested Zayla didn’t know what was wrong with herself…

Even though the weaving teacher didn’t teach her carefully, as soon as she sat down at the old-style loom and got

hold of the shuttle, she felt confident. She also felt a little strange. Where did she get the courage to try on the

loom like this?

The weaving teacher next to her was completely dumbfounded watching her super-skilled movements. “Wow, how

did you learn that?” She clearly didn’t teach Zayla seriously!

And hand weaving was not easy-in ambiguous situations. How could she just go ahead and operate the machine?

Her movements were so smooth that she looked like a pro. You teach well.’

These words left the weaving teacher speechless, and if she continued to ask, she would be shameless, as

everyone knew she hadn’t taught properly. After the class, she gave Zayla homework.

“I see that you are so skilled in your movements, so a woolen blanket with a length and width of twelve inches

should be no problem. You have one day to complete it!” In one day, a blanket with a length and width of twelve

inches could definitely be completed.

But the premise was that there was nothing else to do on this day. But for her, it was obviously impossible! But it

was an assignment, and as a teacher, it was her duty to assign homework. Zayla smiled, thinking of a plan.