Zayn flashed me a glare with a smile and then responded, "Calm down, dear. Don't be in such a haste, dear."

He then turned to Mr. Luke, who had already started fretting. "You still couldn't remember her?" he asked with a wry smile on his lips.

"My apologies, sir. Pardon my short memory. I've started aging so bad that I hardly recall recent incidents, let alone old ones," he remarked with a pleading tone. He was already shaking.

I couldn't believe my eyes. This man was full of dominance and fearfulness back then. How did he end up in such a condition, being a mere worker, a cook even in...