Chapter 55

As always, Zachary was dressed impeccably in a fitted black suit, a crisp white shirt, and a meticulously knotted tie. Even his expensive watch was black. He exuded the restrained elegance and control of a mature man. His presence alone was enough to leave women breathless and captivated. Why was he here? At the same moment, Zachary's dark, piercing gaze swept over Cynthia. Her casually draped hair, pink-and-white loungewear, and makeup-free face gave her an air of simplicity and charm. She looked fresh, pure, and innocent. But Zachary's sharp eyes quickly noticed Marvin seated at the dining table and the array of steaming, exquisitely prepared dishes before him. His brows furrowed deeply. "Why is he in your house?" His voice carried a subtle edge of irritation and unspoken disapproval. Cynthia frowned slightly and explained, "Mr. Gibson found out about my identity and came to visit. I wanted to thank him for helping me, so I made him dinner." Hearing this, Zachary felt a faint