No Remarriage for us Stay Away (Lenora and Zachary)

Chapter 451 Zachary Is The Best

"Hello, Zachary?"

Lenora was wondering how to break the news to Zachary when her phone rang. It was none other than Zachary.

"Have you eaten?"

"I've just finished," Lenora said.

From the other end of the line, Zachary's deep and charismatic voice echoed, accompanied by the faint sound of keyboard strokes, indicating he was working overtime. "Nora, have you finished work? When will you be back?" he asked.

Just a few hours ago, Zachary had decided on the final version of his photos. The magazine publisher had already taken it for its layout design.

Lenora paused for a moment, tugged at the corner of her lips, and avoided the question. "Is Hattie still at the Fuller residence?"

Zachary stopped typing when he heard Lenora's obvious attempt to change topics. He had a hunch about what was coming. He pursed his lips and said, "I've brought her over. When is your flight? I'll pick you up... Don't tell me you're not coming back." Lenora knew there was no avoiding it. She sighed, resigning herself to speak candidly. "Recently, I must admit... I'm unable... to return..."

Her voice gradually faded away.

"What's wrong?" Zachary's voice grew serious in an instant.

"Someone approached me with an offer to photograph their new clothing line. If all goes well, I might be able to return by next weekend. If not..."

Lenora didn't finish her sentence, as she was certain Zachary knew what she was trying to convey.

Upon seeing Zachary remain silent, Lenora made her stance clear, her tone firm and confident. "Zachary, you promised me last time that I could work here. I've already accepted the offer from them..."

Hearing Lenora's cautious tone, Zachary felt helpless and retorted, "I haven't even said anything yet, how do you know that I disagree?"

"When you spoke in that tone..." Lenora pouted, then laughed and corrected herself. "Yes, yes, you're the best, Zack. I knew you would definitely understand. Don't worry, I'll finish my work as soon as possible and come back!" Upon hearing her call him Zack, Zachary was struck by an epiphany.

This nickname hasn't been used in ages.

Just then, a child's innocent voice was heard in the background, gentle, obedient, and utterly endearing. "Uncle Zachary, are you on the phone with Aunt Lenora?"noveldrama

"Mmm-hmm, would you like to come over and speak to her?"

""Of course!"

There was silence on the other end for a few seconds, then the child's voice suddenly grew louder. "Aunt Lenora! It's me, Hattie, I've missed you so much!"

After a long time apart from Harrietta, Lenora felt her heart warmed by her childlike babble. "Hattie," she said, "I've missed you too. How was your trip with your great-grandma?" Unaware of Zachary's circumstances, Harrietta thought it was just an ordinary trip. She excitedly shared her travel experiences with Lenora, recounting eloquently what she saw. Halfway through, the quick-witted young girl suddenly asked, "Aunt Lenora, when will you be coming back?"

"Once I finish up my work here. It might take a week or two."

"Huh?"

Harrietta gasped in disbelief, as if she was upset. "Why the delay? Uncle Zachary, didn't you say that Aunt Lenora would be back in a couple of days?"

Zachary explained, "That was the original plan, but she has taken on a new job."

He hinted, "Your aunt's photography skills have gained a lot of recognition, so she often receives job offers."

"So... does that mean she will always be busy with new jobs and won't be able to come back?" Harrietta instantly understood the implication in Zachary's words and expressed her sadness.

The conversation between uncle and niece was clearly heard by Lenora ears through the phone.

Under her breath, she cursed Zachary for giving her grief. Although he verbally agreed with her plan, he was still instigating Harrietta to make a fuss.

However, Lenora hadn't seen Harrietta for quite a while and was missing her. She reassured the latter, "Hattie, don't worry. As soon as I finished this shoot, I'll definitely come back. I'll bring a gift for you then, alright?" Harrietta pouted. "Fine, Aunt Lenora, I'll be waiting for your return."

Lenora continued to chat with Harrietta for another while before Miranda took the child away for a bath.

The clamor of the child's voice over the phone had ceased, leaving only Zachary's voice. "Nora, you..." Before he could finish speaking, an mechanical tone echoed from the receiver... Rendered speechless, Zachary gave a helpless smile, setting down his phone. However, in less than two minutes the sound of a ringing phone broke the silence.

Zachary glanced at the incoming caller ID, his thumb swiftly sliding over the green button. "Hello?"

"Mr. Fuller, Mr. Xenos' secretary has responded." Miles' voice echoed through the phone. "What did he say?"

"Mr. Xenos has no plans for tomorrow afternoon. You are welcome for a visit."

"Alright, I understand," he said. "Go prepare some gifts, but make sure it isn't too conspicuous."

In the current turbulent period, many were watching Zachary like a hawk, waiting for him to slip up.

"I understand."

The Xenos family resided in a mansion within the city council compound.

After passing through the security checkpoint, the car drove into the large courtyard and came to a halt in front of Matthew's house.

The mansion was fronted by a small courtyard, roughly more than a hundred square feet in size. It was filled with a variety of plants, creating a scene of lush greenery.

The housekeeper was busy watering

the flowers when she noticed someone approaching the door. She went to greet them, confirmed their identity, and then welcomed them into the living room.

The housekeeper served Zachary a cup of coffee, respectfully saying "Mr. Fuller, please have a drink Mr. Xenos is upstairs in the study 4'll inform him of your arrival right away."

Zachary was seated on the couch, softly humming in acknowledgment.

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Within a couple of minutes, the sound of hurried footsteps descending the stairs echoed, accompanied by a delicate voice. "Florence, who's here?"

The voice sounded somewhat familiar.

Zachary glanced toward the staircase, only to see Isla swiftly rounding the corner of the stairs.

Their gazes locked in that moment.

Ilia paused in her tracks, slowly descending the staircase. Feigning surprise, she said, "You?"

Rumor had it that Matthew had a sister who was married off to a foreign country. Recalling that Isla had once introduced herself, Zachary guessed her identity in an instant.

He gave a subtle nod, then turned his head away. Lifting his coffee, he began to savor it slowly.

Upon noticing his indifference toward her, Isla furrowed her brow in displeasure, a sense of frustration welling up within her.

Isn't he curious as to why I'm here?

His reaction was such that if she had taken the initiative to strike up a conversation, she would end up embarrassing herself.

Left with no choice, Isla suppressed her irritation, striding over to the cabinet as if she were searching for something.

She casually grabbed a band-aid, closed the drawer, snuck a glance at Zachary from the corner of her eye, and turned to walk toward the stairs.

Yet, she refused to let the

opportunity stide. With a pivot on her

toes, she eventually walked toward Zachary She stopped in front of the coffee table and asked, "Are you

here to see Uncle Matthewo

"Mmm-hmm." Zachary nodded.

The living room fell silent once again.

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I have made it clear that Matthew is my uncle, so why is he still behaving this way?

Illya noticed that he was neither surprised nor curious about her identity. It felt like everything she did was futile.

She bit her lip, unable to resist asking, "Why are you here to see my uncle?"