Chapter 7

From the look on Sergio's face, he probably knew that the piece of land would sell well too. However, Sergio had given up on buying the land and chosen to give it to Frederick as a favor. It really was Sergio's style. Maeve said seriously, "It's just a compliment. You're reading too much into it." Sergio frowned as he tried to figure out whether her words were true or not. Indeed, with Maeve's intellect, how could she possibly know the future value of that piece of land? Sergio felt that he had really overthought it. "That's probably it." Sergio didn't pay much attention to Maeve after that, and he led Clara to meet other people. As they were leaving, Clara glanced at Maeve, as if to apologize to her. Even though this glance was well disguised, Maeve could still see her triumphant smile. Maeve drank a glass of champagne in one go. In the eyes of outsiders, she was a failure of a woman whose husband had been snatched away. Not only did her husband leave the wife he had just married to accompany another woman, but he had also brought this woman to meet his business partners. Was there anything more like a joke than this? Maeve felt frustrated. She had initially planned to get to know more business tycoons during this opportunity. But without Sergio, it became difficult for her to approach those people. How could she approach those entrepreneurs without making things seem too deliberate? She scanned the surroundings. When she saw a grand piano not far away, she smiled. She got it! Maeve gracefully walked toward the piano. She briefly greeted the pianist before sitting down. As the daughter of the Scott family, she had to learn many things. She didn't utilize her skills in her previous life, but now it came in handy. It had been a long time since she played the piano. Although she was a bit rusty, she could still play it. Soon, Maeve pressed the piano keys, and the hall started to fill with the melodious sound of the piano. The music perfectly matched the current atmosphere of the venue. Everyone was immersed in this sudden piano music. Many people also looked toward her. After she was done playing a piece, the crowd gave her a round of applause. Clara saw as Sergio stopped talking to a businessman and watched Maeve. She deliberately said, "Maeve is so talented. She can even play the piano." "After all, she has passed the Grade 8 piano exam," Sergio said calmly. There were quite a few people there who could play the piano. Having a Grade 8 proficiency in playing the piano was also quite common. It could be said that everyone present understood music, so getting so much applause showed that Maeve's musical accomplishment was rather profound. A Grade 8 proficiency in playing the piano sounded casual in Sergio's words. It was only then that Clara realized the gap between her and Maeve. She had originally thought that Maeve was just lucky—that she was just beautiful but useless. But now, it seemed that she had been wrong! She had been very ridiculous! After Maeve finished playing, a number of wealthy ladies came up to talk to her. Although she couldn't directly approach those business tycoons, getting to know their wives would make it easier to approach the tycoons themselves. "I didn't expect Ms. Scott to have such talent. Not bad." As he leaned against the corridor's railing, Charlie said, "Indeed." Zion agreed. "Do you, a tone-deaf person, know anything about music?" "No, but I like it." He didn't understand music, but because it was Maeve playing the piano, it seemed different. In the middle of the event, Maeve went to the restroom. Just as she turned the corner, she was pulled into an inconspicuous corner. She instinctively tried to shout for help, but the man behind her covered her mouth. "Don't move," the man said in a low voice. As Maeve felt a warm chest behind her, she adjusted her breathing. She then bit the man's purlicue. "Ouch!" The man exhaled as he felt the pain. "You actually bit me?" The man let go of Maeve. Maeve immediately distanced herself from the man. When she saw his face, she was stunned. "Zion?" "Who else would it be?" "What are you sneaking around for?" "I'd sneaked in here, so I'm afraid of being seen by people." "Are you kidding me? Mr. Spencer Senior is your…" Maeve stopped talking. Zion raised his eyebrow and asked, "Hmm? What is it?" Looking at Zion's expression, Maeve felt guilty, so she looked away. In her previous life, all the property had been left to Zion after Kurt passed away. She had only learned about this matter later. Currently, no one knew that Zion was Kurt's grandson. "I mean, Mr. Spencer Senior is kind-hearted. You're a powerful figure in many businesses abroad, so even if you'd sneaked in, no one would dare to say anything." "Perhaps, but I prefer to be cautious." Maeve said, "Don't tell me that you sneaked in just to say these things to me." She didn't think Zion would be so bored. "Here you go," Zion said as he handed her the contract. Maeve looked at the contract. It was the contract for her eight-billion-dollar loan. "You came here just for this?" Zion nodded. "That's so boring." Maeve immediately signed the contract and gave it back to Zion. He had sneaked in just to get her to sign a contract, right at the entrance of the women's restroom too! "As your creditor, can I ask you a question?" "Just ask." "Why did you spend ten billion dollars to buy that piece of land?" Zion asked in a low voice. He gave off an air that made people want to answer his questions. Maeve pursed her lips. She replied, "I can't tell you now." "What if I insist on knowing?" He could tell that Maeve had other plans for buying that piece of land. But he couldn't see what was so valuable about that piece of land for it to be worth ten billion dollars. It was clearly a losing deal. But in Maeve's eyes, she felt that the land was worth more than ten billion dollars. "What if I told you that the land will have great value in six months? Would you believe me?" "I don't believe you." At least for now, he couldn't see any signs of that happening. "What if I said that the upscale estates around that barren land are about to go on sale?" "What upscale estates?" Zion asked as he frowned. Why had he never heard of this? "You'll know soon." Maeve smiled, then walked past Zion and went into the restroom. Frowning, Zion walked to the lobby. Charlie asked, "Is the contract signed?" "Yeah." "Why the long face, then?" "Is the land that Maeve bought surrounded by upscale estates?" "No." "Go and find out whose land it is that's around the barren land; the sooner, the better." "The area surrounding that piece of barren land is simply a sewage district. There's nothing to investigate. Forget about the upscale estates; no one would even consider building a basketball court there." Zion was taken aback. He asked, "Sewage district?"