Chapter 221 What I Promised You

Although there were many objections, this was Zayn's decision and the old man's will, so no one could say otherwise. Lindsey was suddenly given so much equity that she was still a bit overwhelmed when she returned to the Guggenheim mansion. "Zayn, are you crazy?" Lindsey's eyes were wide open as she stared at the man beside her who was tasting the dishes on the table. Zayn tasted the egg custard Mrs. Wendy made and felt it suitable for Lindsey, so he scooped a spoonful and brought it to her lips. The chef in the Guggenheim mansion had gone to great lengths to make sure Lindsey would eat a little more. Probably because Lindsey was used to being taken care of by Zayn during this time, she subconsciously opened her mouth and swallowed the egg custard. "How is it?" Zayn asked as he watched her eat, while he tasted other dishes. "Pretty good." Lindsey nodded her head. She then slapped Zayn's shoulder and said, "I was asking you a question!" Zayn nonchalantly took her hand in his and