Chapter 588

"Ms. Scott." Zayla opened the door and noticed Maeve's pale complexion. She quickly asked, "Ms. Scott, did you not sleep well last night?" "No, I'm fine." Maeve rubbed her temples and closed the web page she was on. "Mr. Spencer has been waiting downstairs for quite a while. Should I... let him in?" Maeve glanced at Zayla and asked, "Are you my employee or his? Why are you speaking up for him?" "No, it's just that Mr. Spencer has been waiting downstairs, and a lot of our staff is staring at him." "What's there to stare at? Is it his first time here?" "Mr. Spencer... brought a car full of flowers." Zayla emphasized the point. Maeve immediately stood up and opened the curtains. From her vantage point, she could see the scene clearly: Zion was parked outside in a convertible filled with flowers. He had attracted quite a crowd to take photos. Maeve's face darkened. How could Zion have stood there so nonchalantly? "Ms. Scott, for the sake of the company's image, perhaps—" "If he w