Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Chapter 94 Car Accident

When Zachariah woke up the next day, Ophelia was no longer in bed. He went to the bathroom but did not find her. He opened the door and saw that Ophelia was having breakfast while chatting with Mrs. Miriam.

It was Mrs. Miriam who first found Zachariah standing upstairs. She said with a smile, "Good morning, Young Master. Come down and have breakfast." Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Zachariah said, "I'll brush my teeth before eating."

Then he went directly into the bedroom.

Mrs. Miriam smiled and said, "Young Madam, are you bickering?"

Ophelia took a sip of milk and said, "No, Mrs. Miriam. Don't worry about us."

"Young Madam, I know I’m talkative. Young Master has been a specially privileged person since he was a child so that he’s inordinately proud of his ability, but he’s a kind person. Talk more to him, he’ll be dead set on you."

Ophelia chuckled, "I see, Mrs. Miriam. You can make so delicious breakfast. I am not tired of eating it for four years. I’ll miss your breakfast if one day I don’t have the chance to eat it."

Mrs. Miriam obviously misunderstood and smiled, "Young Madam, trust me. When I’m too old to cook, I’ll ask my daughter-in-law to come. Although she was an illiterate village girl, she’s really good at cooking, even better than the chef of five-star hotels. You’ll like her meals, I promise."

"You cook well, Mrs. Miriam. Your daughter-in-law may cook better than you. Think about it. I’m greedy now." Ophelia laughed.

Mrs. Miriam smiled and said, "Young Madam, if you are greedy, I’ll ask her to cook and bring some food here to you at night. Believe me, although she’s a village girl, she has lived in the city for many years and is not vulgar as villagers. She won’t offend you."

Ophelia took a bite of bread and said, "Mrs. Miriam, stop saying so. You've been working for our family for so many years, I always regard you as our family member. I've never looked down on you. You’ll hurt me by saying so."

Mrs. Miriam smiled and said, "Young Madam, don't get me wrong. You are pretty and graceful. I don’t want someone to annoy you."

Ophelia laughed brightly.

"Are you telling jokes? You are laughing so happily." Zachariah went downstairs and said.

Ophelia immediately stopped laughing, put down her bread, and ignored Zachariah. She said, "Mrs. Miriam, I'm full. I'll go to work first."

Then she took her bag, wearing only three centimeters of high heels, and left.

Mrs. Miriam was confused and shouted, "Young Madam, you only ate a little. You should take more."

"Mrs. Miriam, I am full. I’ll be late." Ophelia said casually and went out of the door.

Mrs. Miriam frowned slightly, looked at Zachariah, and said, "Young Master, are you wrangling with Young Madam? Madam cares much about you two. If you are bickering, she’ll lose her appetite and sleep again. "

Zachariah picked up the bread and ate it slowly. He said, "Mrs. Miriam, even a docile cat sometimes will lose its temper. I accidentally pinched her yesterday and did not pay attention to the strength. Don't worry about it."

Mrs. Miriam frowned and said, "Young Master, I should stop telling you again. Please notice the proportion."

Zachariah nodded.

After breakfast, Zachariah put on his suit jacket and briefcase and left home to take the elevator downstairs.

After driving the car out of the underground garage, he took out his mobile phone and called Ophelia. After the phone was connected, he said softly, "Ophelia, are you really angry?"

Ophelia said coldly, "President Zachariah, if you have nothing serious, I’ll hang up. There are many cars on the road. I don't want to have a car accident."

"So let’s have lunch together." Zachariah threw an olive branch of reconciliation.

"President Zachariah, we have a dine together at noon, so I can’t have lunch with you. Help yourself." Ophelia refused him without any hesitation.

Zachariah frowned, but before he continued to say something, Ophelia's screaming voice came from inside the mobile phone.

Zachariah almost threw out his phone.

"Ophelia, what’s wrong?" Zachariah said nervously.

But there was no response from the phone.

Zachariah even shouted a few times, but there was still no sound. He hung up and called again, but this time no one answered.

His heart thumped dully out of control as he held a mobile phone and kept dialing. He did not know how long it took before the phone was connected, and someone else answered him, rather than Ophelia.

Zachariah said coldly, "Who are you? What happened to Ophelia?"

He heard a middle-aged man's voice, "Hello, sir. Are you her husband? She had an accident just now and has been carried out. We are waiting for the ambulance..."

Zachariah paid no heed to his words and just growled, "Where are you now?" The middle-aged man was startled and then told him the address with some fear.

Zachariah threatened, "Keep her phone and wait for my call. If I can’t find you with the address you said, I will smash you into ten thousand pieces."

"Yes. Yes."

Zachariah hung up and drove straight to the address that the middle-aged man said. He only received a phone call from him halfway, saying that Ophelia was carried into an ambulance and would be sent to the Municipal People's Hospital.

Zachariah turned around and went in the direction of the Municipal People's Hospital.

On the way, he personally called the dean of the Municipal People's Hospital and said sincerely, "Mr. Kenelm, Ophelia had a car accident and is going to your hospital. Please give her the surgeon in person. You must ensure her safety by all possible means."

Hearing Mr. Kenelm’s response, Zachariah said, "Mr. Kenelm, everything is on you."