Chapter 55

Sure enough, after Zoey finished talking, Amelia's smile got even more genuine.

Seeing this, Zoey jumped at the chance to ask, "Amelia, is there something you need from me?"

Amelia sighed and didn't answer right away. Instead, she said, "Alexander's got a really bad fever. He was in the hospital for hours last night and just woke up this morning."

Zoey was shocked. How could Alexander have a fever?

Yeah, it rained hard last night, but unless Alexander was out in it for hours, it didn't make sense for him to get that sick.

And when she saw him yesterday afternoon, he seemed totally fine.

Even though she didn't like Alexander, she pretended to care. "I saw him at the golf course yesterday afternoon. We even played a round, and he seemed to be in good spirits."

Amelia gripped her cup tighter, her eyes full of anger. "It's all because of Catherine. She made Alexander stand outside her house for ages and then set her dog on him. She knew he was broke and didn't even give him two hundred bucks."

Amelia went on, "Alexander spent all his money on her back then, but now it seems it was all for nothing!"

Zoey bit her lower lip, barely holding back her laughter.

She didn't expect Alexander and Catherine's relationship to fall apart so quickly.

"Amelia, you don't need to tell me this. I have nothing to do with Alexander now." Zoey smiled slightly, making her stance clear.

Amelia looked at her and suddenly said, "I heard you got fifty percent of the Spencer Group's shares. You came back to take back your mother's company, didn't you?"

Zoey didn't deny it. "You know, My mom spared no effort to work for this company before she passed on, but my dad just isn't cut out for running it. If I let him keep managing it, he'll end up driving it into bankruptcy."

Amelia nodded. "Your concern is totally justified."

Hearing this, Zoey's smile faded. "Amelia, I don't quite get what you're saying."

Amelia handed Zoey a brown paper bag that was beside her. "See for yourself."

Then she picked up her coffee and slowly sipped it.

Zoey frowned as she opened the paper bag and found evidence of Arthur's illegal business activities over the years.

Some of it she knew, and some she didn't.

She didn't expect that Caroline's nephew, Derek, while working for Arthur, had driven a girl and her family to ruin, leading her to hang herself. Derek, however, had managed to completely evade the law under Arthur's protection.

Now she regretted that she had only made Derek lose his manhood, which was too lenient.

Seeing Zoey's face darken, Amelia slowly spoke, "I helped your dad clean up a few messy situations back then. After all, he was going to be family, and I couldn't just watch him get into trouble. If this evidence gets exposed online, the Spencer Group will be on the brink of bankruptcy."

Zoey coldly put the evidence back into the paper bag and looked up at Amelia. "Just say what you want me to do."

Even though she wanted Arthur to be punished, she couldn't let it affect the company. So, it was not the right time to expose these evidence. 

Amelia's smile grew wider, clearly more satisfied with Zoey. It seemed Zoey wasn't just a pretty face; she was smarter than the luxury-loving Catherine.

Zoey fit her ideal daughter-in-law mold perfectly.

"Reconcile with Alexander and get back to your engagement. Alexander regrets it now and genuinely wants to marry you," Amelia finally laid out her plan.

Zoey sneered internally. Just because Alexander regretted it, she had to accept it?

But she kept her cool. "Let me think about it for a couple of days, okay?"

Amelia wasn't thrilled but agreed. She also told Zoey, "Go see Alexander this afternoon. He really wants to see you."

Listening to Amelia's bossy tone, as if she would definitely agree to marry Alexander, Zoey said, "Let him rest this afternoon. I'll see him tomorrow when he's feeling better."

Amelia nodded, satisfied. It seemed Zoey knew how to care for others.

"Alright, you can handle the contents of this paper bag as you see fit. After all, it's just a copy anyway," Amelia said, clearly hinting at something.

Zoey got the message loud and clear.

Leaving the restaurant, Zoey drove back to her apartment.

On the way, her face was grim. She had underestimated Arthur's lack of morals. She wondered how her mother ever chose Arthur as her husband.

"Zoey, you're back so early?" Claire opened the door for Zoey and saw her standing outside with two shopping bags.

At the same time, the door behind Zoey opened.

Zoey's heart tightened. She couldn't let Henry suspect she had gone to see Miguel, or she wouldn't be able to go out tonight.

She quickly gave Claire a look and said, "Yeah, I finished my work with the crew and came back."

Claire, true to her role as Zoey's best friend, immediately caught on. "That's good. Luckily, you didn't come back too late."

Henry stood at the door and said, "Zoey, put your things away and come over for dinner."

Zoey turned around, a happy smile on her face. "Okay, Mr. Windsor."

She was really hungry. She had only had a cup of coffee at the restaurant, which made her even hungrier.

Ten minutes later, Zoey, her two sons, and Claire came to Henry's dining room.

Lally looked at Gabriel and Travis, her heart melting with tenderness.

"Mr. Gabriel Spencer, Mr. Travis Spencer, what would you like to eat? I'll serve you," Lally squatted slightly beside the two children, looking at them with a loving smile.

Gabriel turned his head to look at her. "Lally, why are you being so polite? We're just Mom's sons."

Lally couldn't say that she suspected they were Henry's biological sons, so she had to respect them.

She just smiled and found an excuse. "Because Ms. Spencer is a lady of noble birth, so as her sons, I naturally have to respect you."

Zoey immediately said to Lally, "Lally, don't say that. I don't consider myself a lady of high standing. Do not treat them with excessive courtesy, lest they become spoiled."

Lally instinctively looked at Henry.

Henry had just finished peeling a large lobster and personally placed it on Zoey's plate. "It's okay. Let Lally call them that. I don't think they'll be spoiled."