My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Subsequently, Zephyr handed her a warm towel before wiping his hands with his own. It was then the man in a suit entered the racecourse.

He was the same person Johanna had seen in the mansion earlier.

Upon his approach, the man informed Zephyr in Irushean, “We have caught the man at the airport, Mr. Zephyr. How do you want to deal with him?”

Zephyr casually asked, “Where is he now?”

“At Broadway Casino,” the man replied.

Raising his hand, Zephyr gestured for the man in a suit to show him the time from the wristwatch the latter was wearing. “Coincidentally, I'm going to the city for lunch, so let's drop by to take a look.”

The man responded in acknowledgment before leaving to prepare the car.

Once the color on Johanna's face returned, Zephyr led her to the changing room to remove her riding gear. After that, both of them were driven away from the expansive private manor.

Assuming that they were heading back to the mansion, Johanna put some distance between herself and Zephyr by moving closer to the window, where she closed her eyes to rest.

Half an hour later, their car arrived in the city.

Upon emerging from the car, Johanna found herself in an underground parking lot where the man in a suit led them to the elevator. It was made entirely of glass, giving them an unobstructed view of the scenery outside.

As the elevator gradually ascended, Johanna looked down and was greeted by the magnificent decorations below. Filled with thronging crowds, the place looked like a casino to her.

After throwing Johanna a glance, the man in a suit asked, “Mr. Zephyr, do you need me to take her to the private room to wait?”

In the midst of fiddling with Johanna's tasseled earrings, Zephyr was about to agree before breaking into a faint smile. “No. A timid woman needs to learn how to steel herself.”

No further comment came from his subordinate.

Soon, the elevator arrived on the tenth floor, and there were only three private rooms on it. It was usually reserved for meetings conducted by members of the Carlo family and off-limits to ordinary guests.

As Johanna followed Zephyr into one of the rooms, she saw that it was opulently decorated, just like a small palace.

Inside the room stood three to four men in black suits with blond hair and blue eyes. In spite of that, one couldn't tell from their appearances that they belonged to the fearsome mafia.

Meanwhile, a blond man who was around his fifties was lying on the carpet with all of his limbs tightly bound.

Once Zephyr's subordinate freed him of his restraints, the man—ignoring the pain he was in—groveled at Zephyr's feet and gave the latter's shoes a kiss.

Thereafter, he pleaded in Irushean, “Osborn, I didn't do it on purpose. I beg of you. Please forgive me this once.”

Lowering his gaze to look at the man, Zephyr broke into a nonchalant smile. “If everyone tells me the same thing and begs for my forgiveness, what do you expect me to do?”

Zephyr's words sent a chill down the man's spine. In spite of that, he continued to beg for mercy, even if he had to sacrifice his limbs.

To demonstrate his resolve, the blond man even picked up the katana on the table and severed his left arm without any hesitation.

The sight of the spewing blood drew a shriek from Johanna as she staggered back in horror.

After throwing her a glance, Zephyr narrowed his eyes at the blond man as he sneered, “Your blood had stained Jojo's dress.”

The man in a suit pulled out his gun and handed it to Zephyr.