Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 272: Preparing for Signing

Chapter 272: Chapter 272: Preparing for Signing

The quiet night, filled with endless yearning and memories, saw both siblings fall silent. It seemed they were both reminiscing about the past, about the years gone by.

From a very young age, they had been together. Back then, the brother had said, "I will protect my sister for my whole life."

The sister had replied, "Brother, when I grow up, I will marry you."

They were very young and innocent. Perhaps it was that innocent era, those difficult times, that allowed both siblings to give everything for each other, with no one else capable of taking their place in their hearts.

Sara Zuck was feeling very down. She ceased speaking, and Yusuf Zuck didn’t want to talk about those... those taboo topics either.

It wasn’t until dawn, at six in the morning, when Yusuf Zuck’s phone rang that he immediately got up and hastily left Sara’s room with the phone to his ear.

Sara also got out of bed and pulled back the curtains, gazing at the snow-covered world outside her window.

The night in the capital had brought more snow; somewhere outside, someone was playing a cheerful Christmas song, and many villas had Christmas trees still twinkling with lights at their doors.

Sara sighed softly to herself. Another year had passed, and she really didn’t want to grow up, because getting older brought too much worry and confusion.

"Everyone in the building, get up! Time to shovel the snow, hurry up!" Yusuf Zuck, having finished the call, stood in the living room on the first floor and shouted loudly.

He had used telekinesis to see that Dream Morrow and Zhu Zi were at home; Samuel Ross wasn’t there, and Sara was standing at the window, lost in thought, which is why he had shouted.

A moment later, Dream Morrow and Zhu Zi ran out neatly dressed. They had known Yusuf Zuck was back last night but decided not to disturb him and Sara as they saw the two were talking.

"Off to shovel snow, I’ll go clear it by Louise Garrett’s place," Yusuf Zuck greeted them briefly before heading towards Miles O’Brien’s villa.

Miles O’Brien was up early, too, clearing snow in the yard by herself. Yusuf Zuck arrived and helped her finish cleaning the snow from her yard.

"So, just like you said, for Samuel Ross, Wen Shuai, Zhu Zi, and Dream Morrow, each red envelope will be one hundred thousand; for Five-Mao, Er Shui, Uriel Arellano, and Grey Petty, fifty thousand each. Give Delaney Valencia one hundred thousand, after all, she helped sell several antiques. Also, give Xiao Liang one hundred thousand; as for you and my sister’s red envelopes, we’ll skip those."

"Why give me any? It’s still my money that’s paying for these envelopes!" Miles O’Brien couldn’t help but smile wryly, as Yusuf Zuck’s billions were in her hands, meaning she was the one responsible for paying everyone’s wages and bonuses.

"I’ve also called Collins Brown over. Since Marlon Shepherd isn’t here, give the red envelope to her, two million."

"That much?" Miles O’Brien exclaimed in surprise.

"It’s not a lot, Marlon Shepherd is going to become more and more important in the future. And out of that two million, one million is his, and the other million is for him to reward his team members."

"I called Fleur Carson last night. He said he can’t come back for now, but he should be around by the Spring Festival. Wen Shuai won’t be able to make it back from Inner Mongolia either. Is there anyone else we’re forgetting?" Miles O’Brien asked.

"Faye Webb, one hundred thousand. You wrap it up and just keep it for her," Yusuf Zuck considered and then added, "Samuel and the others haven’t bought their cars yet, have they?"

"You’ve always said you were going to buy them, but it hasn’t happened. I don’t think you even have the time!" Miles O’Brien started to laugh through her frustration. Yusuf Zuck had promised many times to buy them cars, but it had never happened.

"I don’t have time today either. Where does all my time go? Let’s talk about it tomorrow," Yusuf Zuck shook his head. There was a big event today; there was no time left to buy a car.

"What’s keeping you busy today?" Miles O’Brien asked, puzzled.

"It’s something about Sara. Someone in Hong Kong wants to come over to sign a contract with her. They just called me and are already on the plane. We agreed to meet at the New Century Hotel at ten in the morning."

"Oh, Sara’s matter is important; go ahead and get busy," Sara immediately nodded repeatedly. Others might not notice, but as Yusuf’s confidant, she had long realized that nobody could replace Sara in Yusuf’s heart—not even herself.

"There really was a lot to do this morning." After clearing all the snow in the yard, Yusuf took Miles back to his own house.

Breakfast was prepared by Sara—congee, boiled eggs, and steamed buns.

Sara seemed to have regained her composure and was particularly nice to Miles, treating Dream Morrow and his companions very well too.

She was the kind of girl who kept everything to herself and didn’t talk to anyone about it.

After breakfast, Miles was busy heading to the shop and the bank, as it was Yusuf’s intention to give out all cash rewards.

Yusuf did not feel at ease letting Miles withdraw so much money alone, so he sent Dream Morrow and his companion with her; Sara had the day off, so he stayed to accompany her.

"Brother, do you like Louise more, or do you like Louise more? Or do you have someone else outside? Grey looks at you differently; do you have any relationship with him?"

"Cough cough, go wash your dishes. I need to make a few phone calls," Yusuf, unwilling to engage in such topics, ran upstairs as if fleeing.

He called Marlon Shepherd, asking him to come back as soon as possible, and called Collins Brown, requesting her to attend a meeting at Ruiz Antique Market in the afternoon. He also called Faye Webb in Inner Mongolia and Fleur Carson far away in Jakarta.

It was the end of the year, so he was just making a round of calls.

Finally, Yusuf called Ruth Wilcox, and she mysteriously told him over the phone that she might return before Chinese New Year!

Yusuf asked her why, but she just laughed and refused to say—she only told Yusuf that she wanted to be like a swallow, freely flying in the sky!

Yusuf did not understand, but he also wondered whether she was coming back to take over Feng Du.

She said no, that she would no longer be the General Manager of Feng Du. As for the specifics, Yusuf would find out once she returned.

Yusuf let her be, but he truly hoped that she would come back soon.

The two talked on the phone for nearly an hour before ending the call. After that, Yusuf called Mia, as well as Ainsley McCann, the flight attendant he had not contacted in a long time, and Sonny King, the manager of the pharmaceutical factory in Inner Mongolia.

After making a dozen calls, it was already nine in the morning.

"Sara, put on your prettiest dress, and wear the jewelry and watch that Louise gave you. Put on some makeup too, hurry, we’re running out of time—the company in Hong Kong has scheduled the signing for ten o’clock!"

"Okay, ten minutes!" Sara obediently nodded and then ran upstairs.

In fact, she came down in less than ten minutes, but she hadn’t followed Yusuf’s advice. She didn’t wear any jewelry; she was just dressed very cleanly and simply, with a backpack, jeans, a down jacket on top, and no watch!

"I’m still a student, so it’s better to keep it simple and casual," Sara said, hooking her arm around his.

"Alright, have it your way," Yusuf nodded. Although opulence could bring pleasure, simplicity could also bring a sense of relaxation and blend in.

Yusuf’s car was not available, neither the Buick nor the Land Rover; they had all been requisitioned by Samuel and his team, so there were no cars available at home. Thus, the siblings had no choice but to leave the villa and take a taxi to the New Century Hotel.

Meanwhile, the signing team sent by Alvin Petty had also landed, exited the airport, and, surprisingly, there were more than a dozen people—executives from Emperor Entertainment Group, directors, assistant directors, and professional managers had all arrived.