Chapter 305

Zoey was not only beautiful but also had a refined and dignified demeanor. She always put her family first. She knew that Cyrus had become chairman with Ortis' help. As Cyrus' wife, it would be rude not to greet such an esteemed guest properly. "Mr. Cunningham, I apologize. Let me freshen up first and then I'll bring you some coffee and snacks," Zoey said. "No worries, go ahead." Ortis waved her off, his mind fixated on the Imperial Nine Needles. He was too engrossed to care about Zoey. Zoey quickly got ready and dressed appropriately. Then, she came out with some homemade fine pastries and the best coffee she had. Ortis was nearly 90 years old. He was still bent over, staring at the glass cabinet without moving, as if he were mesmerized. "Mr. Cunningham, you must not have had breakfast yet since you came so early," Zoey said with a smile. The robust aroma of coffee wafted into Ortis' nose, making his stomach growl. He finally moved. With a creak, he almost threw his back out.