Chapter 54

Miguel was about to have the visitor kicked out, but the receptionist's words piqued his interest.

He remembered a business partner who had attended the Spencer Family's engagement party mentioning that Arthur Spencer's eldest daughter, who had been missing for three years, had suddenly reappeared and was even more stunning than his youngest daughter.

Now, he was eager to see just how beautiful Arthur's eldest daughter really was.

Zoey made her way smoothly to Miguel's office. She pushed open the office door and saw a seemingly elegant middle-aged man. "Hello, Mr. Jimenez, I'm Zoey Spencer."

Miguel's eyes lit up. "So you're Arthur's eldest daughter. You're even more beautiful than your sister."

Hearing this right off the bat, Zoey immediately formed an opinion about Miguel.

Henry was right; this Miguel was definitely a creep.

Her smile didn't waver. "Mr. Jimenez, you're too kind. I'm here to discuss the project in the southern part of the city."

As she spoke, she pulled out the project cooperation plan. When she handed it to Miguel, he pushed it back. "I'm not really interested in that project. Even if you show it to me, I don't plan to give it to your company, unless..."

Zoey instantly got what he was hinting at.

She pretended not to understand, showing an anxious expression on her delicate face. "Mr. Jimenez, do you think our company isn't qualified? We're really sincere and genuinely want to work with you."

Miguel looked at her greedily, not even trying to hide it. "Sincerity isn't just about words; it needs to be shown through actions."

"How should it be shown?" Zoey asked, feigning confusion.

Miguel didn't beat around the bush anymore. "I like you and I'm interested in getting to know you better. If you really want this project, come to my villa tonight and I'll show you what true sincerity is."

Zoey's grip on the cooperation plan tightened, almost flipping the table at this shameless old man.

But she held back. She couldn't afford to show any flaws before achieving her goal.

Lowering her head, Zoey pretended to be in a tough spot for a while, then looked up at Miguel as if she had made up her mind. "If I agree, Mr. Jimenez, will you give the project to our company? This is really important to me."

Miguel smiled but didn't give a definite answer. "That depends on your performance tonight."

"Okay, what time should I come to your place tonight, Mr. Jimenez?" Zoey asked.

Miguel told her, "Eight o'clock."

Zoey nodded. "Mr. Jimenez, I'll go back to prepare, and I'll be at your place on time tonight."

Miguel was very satisfied. He couldn't help but step forward to hug Zoey intimately. Zoey pretended not to notice and turned to walk towards the door.

Then, hearing Miguel approach, she quickly opened the door inward.

Miguel's face hit the door directly, causing his nose to bleed.

Zoey looked frightened. "Oh my God, I'm sorry, Mr. Jimenez, I didn't mean to. I'll call someone right now."

Before Miguel could grab her, she immediately called someone for help.

Seeing her almost in tears, Miguel couldn't get mad at her. If he scared her away, she might not come to his place tonight.

Miguel stopped his nosebleed and let Zoey leave first. "You can go now, but remember to be at my place on time tonight."

Zoey left Miguel's company. Before getting into her car, she tossed the project plan into a nearby trash can, knowing it was useless now.

Once in the car, she immediately called Manuel.

"Miss, what are your orders?" Manuel asked.

"Draft a company transfer contract for me and have it ready by six PM. I'll pick it up myself after six," she instructed.

Manuel couldn't help but ask, "Who's the unlucky guy you've set your sights on?"

Zoey replied irritably, "Unlucky target? No way. I'm taking out a threat to everyone.."

Just then, another call came in on her phone, so she ended the call with Manuel.

"Hello, who is this?" Zoey asked.

A middle-aged woman's voice came through the phone. "Zoey, this is Amelia. Do you have time now? I'd like to invite you to a meal."

Zoey thought, 'Amelia? Why is she in Maple City? Could it be that Amelia came to take the shares back?'

Zoey's eyes turned cold, but her voice remained emotionless. "Sure, where should I meet you?"

Amelia gave Zoey the address of a restaurant, and Zoey drove there.

Meanwhile, back at the house, Lally had the servants set the table and then asked Henry, "Mr. Windsor, are you inviting Ms. Spencer for a meal? I'll go knock on her door."

Henry looked at the time, which was already past twelve, but Zoey hadn't returned yet, so he told Lally, "She went out and hasn't come back yet."

After speaking, he called Zoey.

Zoey had just arrived at the restaurant when she received Henry's call. "Mr. Windsor, what's the matter?"

He said on the phone, "When are you coming back? Lally made a lot of seafood, and I can't eat it all by myself."

Zoey was stunned for a moment before telling Henry, "Mr. Windsor, I'm sorry, the crew has something for me to do, and I won't be back until the afternoon. You can eat first and save some for me. I'll come to you later."

Hearing that she couldn't come back, Henry's face darkened a bit.

However, Zoey didn't completely refuse, so it seemed she wouldn't be gone for too long. Henry told her, "I'll have the food kept warm. When you come back, I'll call Gabriel and Travis to eat together."

Zoey readily agreed. "Okay."

After ending the call, she went to the top floor of the restaurant, where only Amelia was there.

"Amelia, I apologize for the delay; I was held up in traffic and kept you waiting," Zoey said with a smile as soon as she saw her.

In fact, Amelia had rarely seen Zoey. Their meetings were more like obligatory check-ins, where a few cursory 'how are yous' were exchanged before the conversation dried up, never mind any deep concern for Zoey's actual life.

Therefore, in Amelia's memory, Zoey had always been a quiet and introverted girl. Seeing Zoey take the initiative to speak, Amelia was a bit surprised.

It seemed Alexander was right; Zoey had grown up and changed a lot.

Amelia wondered if it was because of Alexander's foolish actions three years ago that had forced Zoey to change.

Amelia showed a gentle smile. "I haven't seen you in years, and you've become more and more beautiful. I almost didn't recognize you."

Zoey sat down in a chair and smiled. "You are also quite stunning; one might easily mistake you for being only thirty. Who would have thought you had a son in his twenties?"