Chapter 8

After a moment, Clara walked out of the restroom with a grim expression. She had already changed into a white dress. Sergio asked, "What's wrong?" "I was changing in the restroom, and I saw Maeve." "Maeve?" Clara nodded. She said, "I saw her with the man from last time, and they seemed quite intimate…" After speaking, Clara observed Sergio's expression. She quickly said, "But it's possible that I'm mistaken. How could Maeve know someone like Zion? I heard that he's a dangerous person." "This Maeve…" Sergio said, his tone chilly. Last time, he had already noticed Zion's interest in Maeve. Didn't this woman have any sense of caution? She was even getting close to someone like Zion, who was a known outlaw. Sergio felt an inexplicable tightness in his chest. Meanwhile, Maeve walked out of the restroom. Sergio looked at her suspiciously and with discontent. "What were you doing just now?" Sergio asked in a low voice. "Me? I went to the restroom." Maeve was puzzled. Clara stepped forward. She pretended to be close to Maeve as she held her hand. "Maeve, I saw everything just now. Zion is not a good person. Please don't let him deceive you." Maeve instinctively withdrew her hand. Clara held Maeve's hand in mid-air. She sounded aggrieved as she said, "Maeve, I didn't mean to complain to Mr. Brooks… It's just that Zion is really not a good person." "I know what kind of person Zion is. I don't need others to judge," Maeve responded with a cold attitude. "I…" Clara bit her lip, looking hurt. Sergio said coldly, "Clara is just looking out for you. Don't take unnecessary risks by getting involved with the wrong people." Clara tugged at Sergio's sleeve, as if reproaching him for his harsh words. Maeve just stared at them. People who didn't know better would have thought that Clara was Sergio's wife. "Anyway, it's best not to get too close to Zion. You're an educated woman, and he's an uncultured barbarian. How could you be involved with someone like him?" Suddenly, the sound of a cane striking the ground came from nearby. Everyone looked in the direction that the sound had come from. Soon, they saw an elderly man with graying hair standing in the middle of the hall. Maeve turned around. She felt that the man's face was familiar. Soon, she recognised the old man. He was the gardener who had arranged the vases in the lobby earlier! At that moment, the old man was dressed in a suit. He was flanked by two bodyguards. His demeanor was imposing, especially with the stern and fierce expression on his face, and it made people afraid to approach him. "This is Mr. Spencer Senior," one of the bodyguards introduced. The people around them respectfully raised their glasses to the old man. At the moment, only Clara had a grim expression on her face. The old man that she had scolded just now turned out to be Kurt! Soon after, Zion appeared from behind Kurt. He stood by Kurt's side and held his arm as a support. Maeve suddenly had a bad feeling. Zion looked at Maeve and smiled. "Ladies and gentlemen, I've invited you here today to announce that Zion is my grandson. He is also the sole heir of the Spencer family." Kurt stared coldly at Clara. That look sent shivers down Clara's spine. Kurt said coldly, "He is definitely not an uncultured barbarian." Everyone was surprised. Only Maeve was nervous, and her heart pounded anxiously. Something was wrong! The timeline was wrong! How could this be happening now?