Chapter 1565
What a blessing... Nia was sweating profusely.
However, these words made her happy. It was always a joy to be recognized. She looked at the cake and said, "Well, Young Master, I think you can't eat so much. I'll ask Mr. Ali if he wants to eat it."
The servant next to her seemed to have noticed something and said to Nia, "Nia, I'm going to send coffee to Crown Prince. Could you please help me send it to him?"
Nia was stunned, but she had to help him. "Oh, okay..."
After Nia brought up the cake and coffee, Maxwell said to the maid, "You're quite sensible. I'll ask Dad to help you increase your salary some other day."
"Thank you, Young Master." The servant bowed and smiled.
Sure enough, this Nia could become the second hostess of the 'Green House'!
In the study on the second floor.
It was rare for Zayn to have a day off today, so he sat in the study of the Chloe Palace. In his room, there were some books of his past and some architecture books.
He was the president of Ali Enterprises Real Estate. He had once studied in the construction department and was a top student in the construction department. In general, he was not only the power holder of Ali Enterprises, but also a building designer.
There were many high-end residential districts and villas under Ali Enterprises' real estate brand. However, the title of Mr. Ali of Ali Enterprises was so famous that many people did not know about it.
Just like Aman's achievements today, many people ignored that he was also a master of programming.
As usual, after Chloe had the identity of Mrs. Emperor and the Princess, many people rarely mentioned that she was a cosmetics designer...
Zayn read some of the old books and was drawing some lines on a piece of white paper. He wanted to draw some ideas that he did not succeed in studying abroad and wondered if he could jump out of the building and draw some different things.
The phone beside him rang.
He picked up the phone without looking at it. His eyes were still on the paper. "Hello."
"It's me. Is it convenient for you to say something?"
" Aman?" Hearing this unexpected call, Zayn smiled. "Today, the sun rose from the west, and you actually called me?"
"Let's put it short. I'm still in Cesar. I'll be back in about two days." On the phone, Aman said, "I heard that you bought a book on the last author of the last century at the charity auction in S City a few days ago?"
Zayn paused the pen in his hand, and his jet-black eyes narrowed in deep thought. "It seems that the book is a good thing. Do you want it?"
"You?" Aman recognized the meaning of his words. "Who else wants that book?"
"In short, you're not the only one," Zayn said. "As for what you want that book for, I won't ask. After all, other things about that book have nothing to do with me. But since you and I know a brother, I can give you that book."
However, Aman never liked to owe others favors. "I'll buy it. You name a price."
"Come on, we're not short of money." Hearing the knock on the door, Zayn glanced at the study door. "Let's talk about it when you come back."
After hanging up the phone with Aman, he lowered his eyes and continued to draw the design on the paper. He said to the person who knocked on the door, "Come in."
Nia gently twisted the door handle and walked in. She was afraid that Zayn was working, but the scene in front of her surprised her. Zayn seemed to be drawing something. There was a pen, a paper, a circle, a paper... All kinds of drawings were painted on the paper under his pen. It was shocking!
Zayn didn't hear the voice. He raised his black eyes and saw Nia staring at him with a tray.
Zayn, who was wearing a navy blue shirt, rolled up half of his sleeves. His hand, which was holding a pen and a drawing tool, looked vigorous and powerful. He frowned and said,"I have to warn you that it is extremely impolite to keep an eye on others."
Only then did Nia come to her senses. She lowered her head and said, "Sorry... I, I didn't expect that Mr. Ali could draw a picture."
In her imagination, the leaders of the company would just sit in the office and sign the documents for a meeting, and then they would be able to make money and come up with a plan every day, wouldn't they?
As a result, Zayn also replied to her with a mean tongue, "I didn't expect you to be so rude except for some medical knowledge!"
"I'm sorry." Nia frowned. "It's my fault. I made a fuss."
"What's the matter?" Zayn asked her.
"Oh, I made a cake. If Young Master can't finish it, I'll come and ask Mr. Ali if you want it." Nia placed the tray on the table in a soft gold-rimmed style. "And coffee, the servant said you wanted it."
Zayn didn't look at coffee. He just stared at the half of the cake. The cake was cut in half, and the other half was gone... Maxwell must have eaten it.
Zayn raised his questioning eyes. "Since you didn't do it for me, what are you doing for me?"
"Or do you mean..." Zayn pointed to the other half of the cake with his pen cap. "Can I only eat what is left by Maxwell?"
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant." Nia quickly explained. "I... I actually did it for Mr. Ali..." She stopped talking because she saw Zayn staring at her.
"Did you make it for me?" Zayn asked playfully.
Nia quickly turned her face away, grabbed her clothes, looked at the wall, and said, "I... I'm bored and have nothing to do. Didn't Mr. Ali ask me to make you a cake last night? I couldn't do it in the Ali Enterprises yesterday, but now I'm outside. It shouldn't be a problem."
Yes, he would be driven out of the Ali Enterprises if he did something in the Ali Enterprises. But now he had left the Ali Enterprises, so he didn't have to worry about that.
Without hearing Zayn's voice, Nia turned around and saw that Zayn was already eating with a fork in his hand.
"..." Nia was stunned. "Mr. Ali, may I ask?"
"Not bad." Zayn ate two mouthfuls of coffee and put down the fork. He picked up the coffee and took a sip. "It's still early in the morning."
"Just go through it?"
Tears streamed down Nia's cheeks.
Sure enough, Maxwell was praising her.
She braced herself and asked carefully, "Mr. Ali, can I ask you a question?"
"Ask."
"You... Do you hate me very much?"
Zayn suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her. "Do you care whether I hate you or not?"
"No, I just..." Nia swallowed her saliva and slowly lowered her eyes. "Mr. Ali, I feel that you are very strict. To be honest, I have never taken care of you before. I have been working in the hospital. I also thought that I would do some financial and commercial work. However, fate makes sense. I can only do some medical professions now, no matter in the hospital or as a nurse hired by Mr. Ali. I have done my best. I will do my best. Please forgive me if there are any problems."