The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 105

Chapter 105 The Key to Ziana’s Heart

The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee By Vera Whitehead Chapter 105

“It is said that the original plan was to find 365, one every day.” Aaron sensed something was wrong when he answered, “Mr. Lewis, this is about Ziana’s private matter, I want us to talk business only.”

“I have the final say to what is business or private matter.” Boris asked in a deep voice, “Do you have an opinion on that?”

His sharp eyes gazed straight at him.

A natural aura of superiority radiated a strong oppressive force.

Aaron frowned and stuttered for a moment.

Seeing this, Boris snorted lightly and gave out a cold gaze.

He was infuriated and only managed to calm his nerves after he took a big sip of his coffee.

Ziana, what a lady.

One boyfriend a day, and she had prepared a year’s worth of men for herself?

Coupled with the sea of backup men groups on WhatsApp!

She kept saying she loved him, but when she left him, she was crazier than anyone else!

Now he was very skeptical of her love for him on how much she actually loved him.

Boris’ anger which was hardly contained seemed to be rekindling.

He took a deep breath and rubbed his coffee cup, “Let’s talk business. Where was that Tik Tok video you shot with her, that farm? I like the scenery there. We could take some pictures of it.”

When Aaron heard the mention of work, he temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, “That is Ziana’s farm.”

“I asked where it was.” Boris frowned, “It’s no use dodging my question.”

Aaron shook his head, “I don’t know.”

“I thought you’ve been there before?” Boris laughed, “You didn’t even know where was it?”

Aaron stood firm and answered, “I really have no idea that was her farm. Once I was recruited for the job, someone

told me to meet her, and then a private plane picked me up. Soon after that, I’m on a private island.”

Boris sat up straight involuntarily.

Finally, something useful.

Aaron mentioned that he fell asleep on the plane at that time and after he woke up, there was another short flight,

which was why to this day he has no idea where the island was.

“But it should still be at home.” He thought for a while and continued, “There doesn’t seem to be any time difference there. But Mr. Lewis, Ziana probably won’t approve of us filming at her place.”

So be it.

Boris never liked the wretched land in the first place, nor the intention to hand it over to Aaron,

much trouble.

It was all because of how Aaron mentioned Ziana’s name

who gave

Boris so

It was so annoying!

Boris asked angrily, “I saw your live broadcast. You seem to have a good relationship with Ziana, don’t you?”

Aaron took notice and found out that Boris’ questions were all about Ziana.

He replied with a light smile, “We hit it off very well, so we often chat in private”

Boris was infuriated again by it.

Good..

Very good.

He was just a one-day boyfriend, a plaything. She wasn’t willing to delete her contact information, even in private, She never forgot him, contacted him, and even chatted with him from time to time.

The point was that she chose others over him to talk with.

As for his two WhatsApp accounts, one had been suspended and the other had been declared dead.

They were all fishes in her fishpond, so why she held double standards?

The more Boris thought about it, the angrier he became because Ziana didn’t treat all her suitors equally. Even Aaron’s smug tone irritated Boris as if Aaron was flaunting their intimate relationship with Ziana in the face of Boris.

Boris laughed, pinched his fingers, and said, “I see you people have a good relationship in private. Let it be private. It’s okay to be a partner with Ziana on the show, but I don’t want you to have a close partnership with Ziana.”

Aaron was puzzled, “But I was told by the company to…”

“Ziana is indeed extremely popular nowadays, but she’s too crazy and flamboyant. Once you show that you have a close bond with her, you’d have a lot of loose ends to tie up. Working with her might bring you temporary fame but would undoubtedly hinder your career progression in the industry.”

“Mr. Lewis…”

“It is decided, I bet you know what’s best for you.” Boris issued the eviction order, “It’s time for you to go’

Aaron had some lingering thoughts but said nothing, turned, and left.

The door was closed again.

Boris threw his pen on the table and ripped off his tie.

He typed on the keyboard with both hands. Although he was unfamiliar with it at first, his fingertips were soon bouncing from key to key at an extreme speed.

String after string of codes poured out on the screen.

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The search was fruitless.

According to Aaron, he searched the Internet for the ad for a one-day boyfriend on the Internet but found that the other party had already removed the traces. There was no result, even if he used the technique to track and retrieve.

He was wondering if he could find a clue or two around here.

It turned out Ziana was really good at hiding.

The more Ziana hid, the more it piqued Boris’ interest.

He was desperate to figure out the true color of the woman who had been married to him for three years.

At the thought of this, Boris pinched his eyebrows irritably and yelled, “Nell!”

Nell walked in respectfully, “Yes, Mr. Lewis.”

“I want to know all private islands at home.”

Nell replied, “Understood!”

He felt embittered in his heart, however.

That was because, in just a few days, his workload had increased exponentially.

Not only did he have to dig up old affairs from five years ago, but he also had to hire technicians to dig up his gold mine, while he had to locate the whereabouts of a master, and last but not least, the private islands.

While he was complaining to himself, he heard his employer asking, “About the technicians for the gold mine…”

“I’m on it.”

“What is taking so long?” Boris was displeased.

Nell bawled, “It’s only been a day, Mr. Lewis; you’re too impatient. I think if you really want to know. There’s a shortcut to it. Why don’t you ask Miss Scott yourself?”

Boris glared at him viciously, “She doesn’t love me back, and now she seeks out any men to annoy me, and she despises me in my presence. What makes you think she’d tell me if I asked her?”

“But are not you one of those men, too?” Nell blurted out, feeling a shiver run down his spine, and quickly corrected himself, “I said, Mr. Lewis, I thought you had an alternate account that had Miss Scott’s contact. You can pose as one of those random men and ask her instead. Maybe you’ll land a hit. Who knows?”

Boris thought it might work.

He took out his mobile phone and glanced at the last voice chat record with her with complicated emotions.

There seemed to be a pretentious male voice yelling husband in my ear. He then sent a message out with a poker face.

Mr. Lift: “I’ve been training my muscles lately. You want to have a peek, darling?”

It was past seven o’clock in the evening, and Ziana was playing with her mobile phone.

Ziana raised her eyebrows with great interest after receiving the message.

She thought the middle-aged man was startled by her voice back then and stopped chatting with her again.

It quite surprised her.

He even came and started to seduce her.

Ziana moved her fingers lazily.

Queen Ziana: “Show them.”

Boris did not expect to receive her reply so soon.

Today she was still dedicated to tending to her admirers, and she was fine being called darling by this man.

He got up immediately and took a picture.

Now he had to pamper his way into her circle first, and when she felt comfortable, he could start asking her questions.

Boris might not be an expert in pampering, women, but he did know his way around pampering Ziana.

That lady was a little p*rvert indeed.

Boris took off his suit and shirt, took a picture of his arm, and sent it.

The strong and stretched biceps had beautiful and smooth lines, full of strength, and were a real feast for the eyes. When Ziana saw them for the first time, the corner of her mouth lifted, and she gave out a smirk.

This man who came may be a middle aged man, but this figure was not that bad.

Another message came in while she was thinking about it.

Mr. Lift: “Darling, where else do you want to see?”

That sentence proved immensely provocative

Although Ziana already knew that it was a trick to seduce her. She still liked it regardless.

It was only normal for a mature woman to admire and be attracted to men.

He was an ordinary middle aged man, but his figure wasn’t to nothing short of amazing.

Amazing enough it caught her eye still

After all, she was single. A glance or two wouldn’t hurt at all.

Even more so, he was the one who insisted to flexed on her! The temptation was immense for Ziana, and it would be such a waste not to enjoy the scene!

She was just glancing through, no strings attached.

But it wouldn’t be wise for Ziana to tell him which part she wants to look at because then he’d be in control of the situation!

That would make her look like she really was into his flesh!

She squinted her eve, and gave out a sl*ppy smile.

1 minute later.

“Ding.”

Boris picked up the phone as soon as the WhatsApp notification came about.

He thought the little p*rvert would indicate which part to look at. But instead, she was acting out.

Queen Ziana: “Whatever. Don’t send it if you don’t feel like it.”

Boris burst out laughing all of a sudden.

Very good.

With that, Ziana pulled off a top-tier attrition game.

He asked her if she wanted to look at other parts as if he was giving her the initiative. But in reality, he was actually testing to see how much she was into him.

Because as long as she asked for it, it would mean only one thing. She was actually into him.

But Ziana had a few cards up in her sleeve. She returned the question to him.

By telling him to send the pictures only if he felt like it.

Meaning she would look at them only if he sent them over. Suppose he didn’t, so be it.

Wasn’t that exactly the definition of a strumpet in the book?

Refused to take the initiative, left him hanging, and took no responsibility. Typical!

Well played.

Why couldn’t he deal with her?

Previously, he was worried that she’d be played around like a tool by the bad men out there.