Returning the favor 3

The screen showed data was being sent. As much as the computer geniuses wanted to do something, they could not stop the transmission. Wherever Amy was, she had full control of the situation. A few seconds later, all the computers displayed the same information. There was a video file from the night before. He permitted it to be played.

There in the sea of guests, different men and women in the business world had surrounded Zach. Ass-kissers, is what he thought then. But he did not embarrass them. An 'acquaintance' came over to congratulate Zach on his new success. The man asked for a bottle of red wine and had it poured in everyone's glass to toast to Zach. He didn't think nothing of it then because the bottle was opened right then. But seeing how Amy was showing him, it meant that was what drugged him. 

Another video was played showing the same man who toasted him stumbling into a room with an escort. In short, to not arouse suspicion, he drugged everyone including himself even though his target was Zach. Smart. At this point, Zach felt his blood boiling when he recognized the culprit. 

"Sir, we've received information on Parton Corporation."

"It's practically all the dirt on the them. This could easily run them down."

 "We also received information on the CEO and his underlings", the person who spoke displayed the pictures on the screen.

There were pictures of Parton corporation's CEO and his underlings. Zach recognized them from the earlier footage from the hotel where one of them carried Amy. To say he was impressed would be an understatement. She had left him all the information he needed.

"What do we do with this sir?" George turned to look at his boss. 

Zach's brows were furrowed. He knew Chris Parton, the CEO and owner of Parton Corporation always competed with him in business dealings and even implemented some underhanded tricks to disrupt his business, but never in a million years did he imagine he would go this far. If a scandal had bloomed from last night, his damaged reputation would impact their company Frost Corporation. 

Amy said there were cameras in the room but when he checked, he found nothing. When she said she would erase it, did it mean she got rid of the cameras and possibly the feed capturing them together. With her ability, he had no doubt she did so. He was so trusting of this stranger whose appearance caressed his heart leaving him curious about her.

"Oh? All the bugs in our system have been fixed."

"That's true! Actually, the system has been upgraded too."

Just who on Earth was this woman? 

If only she was there in person to answer his questions or just being able to see her. A whirlwind of emotions flooded Zach's heart. George who stood on the side, stared at his boss who fixed a complicated look at the screen. He was skeptical about disturbing his boss's thoughts but the issue was of urgency.

"Mr. Frost?" He called out and Zach finally peeled his eyes away and turned to his secretary. "What do we do about this?"

"I need Parton's location." 

The secretary did not need to repeat the order as the team got to work. Once he obtained the location, Zach left with his team of bodyguards after instructing that they wait for his word. Xavier who could not resist the drama happily tagged along. 

 As they exited the building, his driver was already waiting with the door open. Just as he was about to enter, he could not help but feel like he was being watched. He looked around cautiously and his bodyguards copied his movements. They had no clue what happened to their boss but they were smart enough to know something is up, therefore, they were on high alert. 

"What's up?" Asked Xavier who paused from sliding into the other side of the car. Maybe because of what Amy showed him, he could have grown paranoid. Maybe it was just his imagination; he shook his head and got in.

At a prestigious golf club downtown.

Zach's entourage arrived 15 minutes later. His long legs stretched out as he stepped out of the car. Out of habit, he fixed his jeans and jersey as he does to his suit whenever he steps out of a car. This little action did not go unmissed by the distinguished guests at the club. His powerful aura was hard to ignore. Joining him was his younger brother, Xavier who jogged over to his side. He was also a good looking fella, except with an approachable vibe. 

Xavier's heart was racing from not knowing what his brother planned to do. Zach's stoic expression prevented the world from seeing through his thoughts. He did not utter a single word and simply took leisurely steps like the whole world was his turf.

Oblivious to his surroundings, a 50 something year old Chris Parton was warming up to swing a shot. His 20 something year old assistant stood on the side wearing a club outfit thats squeezed half her boobs in the open and barely hid her undies as she cheered him on. It was a good morning for Chris. He had just had the best fuck of his life and lasted much longer than when he does it with his wife.

That aphrodisiac was the bomb; and so was his assistant's little cunt. He had to admit to himself that his plan was genius. To be able to control the one person who has been suppressing him in business! Oh the joy! Zach should know his place. He shouldn't have messed with him. He was Chris Parton! He was awaiting good news from his men. 

He rolled back his shoulders and relaxed in readiness for his shot. He swung but froze midway when he heard an icy cold voice from behind him.

"Chris Parton."