Chapter 46

The kids quickly reassured Zoey. "Mom, we'll be on our best behavior."

Only then did Zoey head out.

As she opened the door, she saw Henry stepping out too.

"Mr. Windsor, off to work?" Zoey felt a bit awkward seeing him and greeted him hesitantly.

"Yeah, you heading to the set?" Henry gave her a deep look, but Zoey avoided his eyes.

"Not the set, I'm going to the golf course," she replied casually.

Henry kept probing, "Shooting a scene at the golf course?"

"Sort of," Zoey didn't want to admit she had other plans.

Her vague answer left Henry puzzled.

They got into the elevator together, and a couple of floors down, a middle-aged woman joined them.

She smiled warmly at them. "You two make such a cute couple. Your kids would be adorable."

Zoey was about to correct her, but Henry beat her to it with a "Thank you."

Zoey's eyes widened. "When did we become a couple?"

Henry stayed calm. "It's just a matter of time."

She thought he had given up after seeing Gabriel and Travis, but here he was, even talking about marriage.

The woman, thinking they were having a lovers' spat, chimed in, "A little arguing is normal. It can even make you closer. You two should cherish each other. It'd be a shame for such a perfect match to split."

Zoey wanted to explain, but the elevator reached the first floor, and the woman got a call and walked out.

Zoey thought about calling her back but knew it was pointless.

"Aren't you getting out? The doors will close soon," Henry reminded her.

Zoey shot him an angry look before stepping out.

As they left the building, she couldn't help but ask, "You know I have two sons. Why talk about marriage? Are you really okay with being a stepdad?"

Henry looked at her for a moment. "Who says I'd be a stepdad?"

With that cryptic comment, he got into his car and drove off.

Zoey stood there, baffled by his words.

Whatever, she had other things to worry about today.

She shook it off and drove to the golf course.

"Miss, you can't go in," a staff member stopped her at the entrance.

Zoey frowned, knowing this was an exclusive club. "I'm Arthur's daughter. He's inside. Tell him, and he'll let me in."

The staff member looked skeptical but said, "Please wait a moment."

A few minutes later, Catherine came out with the staff member.

"I heard someone's pretending to be me to sneak in. Let's see which nobody thinks they can pass as a wealthy heiress."

Zoey's eyes darkened as she realized that Arthur not only wanted to give her a hard time but also intended to humiliate her.

If she caused a scene and the old board members saw it, they'd think less of her and doubt her ability to run the company. If they sided with Arthur, even with her fifty percent share, managing the company would be a nightmare.

What a lousy father she had.

Seeing Zoey's calm demeanor, Catherine spoke more forcefully, "Do you even know where you are? The annual membership here is a million dollars. Who do you think you are, trying to sneak in to seduce men? Save yourself the embarrassment and leave."

Zoey just glanced at her and then turned to the staff member. "So, if I become a member, I can go in, right?"

The staff member was still thinking, 'What a shame that such a beautiful woman is actually an imposter,' when Zoey suddenly addressed him. He immediately nodded in response. "Yes, it's a million dollars for membership. You should probably leave."

Before he knew it, Zoey pulled out a VIP bank card from her bag and placed it on the counter, shocking both Catherine and the staff member.

"Please process a membership for me," Zoey said with a polite smile. She knew she'd be coming here often; many people liked to discuss business over golf. The membership was worth it.

Her stunning smile left the staff member mesmerized. Realizing she wasn't just anyone, he nodded respectfully and took her VIP bank card to process the payment.

Catherine was livid. "That card must be fake. Zoey, stop pretending. If you're exposed, it'll be embarrassing for Dad."

Zoey sneered. "Now you mentioned Dad? Weren't you just saying I'm not Arthur's daughter?"

Catherine's throat felt tight, like it was stuffed with cotton.

The staff member returned, handing the card back to Zoey. "Miss Spencer, your payment of one million dollars has been processed. Please wait a moment for your membership card."

Zoey smiled slightly. "Okay."

"You must have hooked up with some rich old man. Who knows what you did to get that VIP bank card," Catherine spat.

Before she could finish, Zoey slapped her.

"I think you need a lesson. If you talk like this in front of the board members later, it won't just be my reputation that's tarnished, but Dad's too. They might even think you're dirty. Do you think the board would trust Dad to run the company if they thought he sold his daughter for personal gain?"

Catherine felt a pang of nervousness at Zoey's words.