Shaun refused to say. He only waved his hand and said that it was nothing.
He knew that Zayn did not want Lindsey to find out, so if he told her, Zayn would probably target him personally.
Shaun refused to say anything, so Lindsey did not probe further. After a few days, she found out that the cooperation between Hemera and Denarius made the news.
At the same time, S.P. Corporation, which had just settled down in Atlantic City, had parachuted a CEO for their North American region.
Lindsey was not aware of this. Zayn already received the news at once, but he did not care because he had been too busy during this period.
Unexpectedly, they met the person they did not think too much about at a business reception in Atlantic City.
At that time, Lindsey was holding Zayn's arm when she saw the woman who was walking slowly towards them. She was first stunned by her beautiful face. Later when she noticed that the woman was walking towards them, she hurriedly nudged Zayn gently.
Zayn was talking to Callum Wendell and felt her small movement, so he turned to look at Lindsey.
"Who’s that?" Lindsey asked in a whisper. Even though she did not network much, she still knew most of the dignitaries in Atlantic City. Even if she did not know them, their faces would be familiar. However, this bold and beautiful woman was a complete stranger to her.
The woman wore a burgundy long-sleeved dress. Her skin was as white as snow. The hem of her dress moved with her pace and accentuated her curves, which made her look extremely stunning.
"The President of S.P. Corporation. There’s no need to greet her." Zayn swept a glance and was unfazed when he saw the woman's beautiful face. He then withdrew his gaze.
Lindsey had heard the name S.P. Corporation a few times during this period and knew that they were the culprit that led Denarius into this crisis. It was just that she did not expect their president to be such a young and beautiful woman.
Even though they did not want to greet her, the woman clearly had other intentions.
Lindsey watched as the woman stopped in front of her and Zayn. Her long, seductive eyebrows were raised and her gorgeous red lips curled up slightly. "Mr. and Mrs. Guggenheim, nice to meet you. I've heard a lot about you."
Zayn brought Lindsey slightly behind him as if he was afraid that the woman's sharp fingernails would hurt Lindsey. When he opened his mouth, he crudely drove her away. "Thank you, we’re still busy, so please excuse us."
He looked alert. The woman's eyes fell on Zayn before she looked at Lindsey. Her smile suddenly grew wider. "I heard that Mr. Guggenheim loves his wife very much, and now it seems that is true."
Her eyes were narrowed because she was laughing, which covered the emotions in her eyes. The wine in her glass swayed non-stop with her subconscious movements.
After laughing, she raised her glass and gently gestured as she addressed Lindsey. "My name is Ann. Mrs. Guggenheim, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Lindsey also pulled out a socially acceptable smile. "Nice to meet you."
Ann nodded and was very sensible. "Then I won't bother the two of you."
After that, she gently sipped the wine in her glass and swallowed it with a light smile before she walked away to network with other people.
Lindsey looked at her back and felt a sense of familiarity, but she had never seen her face before.
Zayn held her hand and said frankly, “It’s boring. Let’s go.”
He had always been arrogant, so no one would say anything if they left early. Lindsey walked with Zayn towards the exit. Before she walked down the stairs, he picked her up.
Lindsey’s eyes widened in an instant. She gently slapped Zayn’s shoulder and said, “What are you doing? Put me down!”
The hotel lobby was full of people, so it was embarrassing to be seen like this.
"I thought your feet hurt?" His tone was flat. He then looked at Lindsey’s heels and said, “Next time, don’t wear such high heels. Just wear flats.”
Lindsey felt embarrassed being stared at and hid her head in Zayn’s chest. She did not know whether to cry or laugh. “Who the hell wears flats with a gown?!”
"My wife can wear whatever she wants," Zayn said as a matter of fact.
When the two of them arrived home, Dezi was playing with his plane on the newly built model runway in the living room. He was sitting on the floor as he watched the plane accelerate unblinkingly. He did not even hear his parents coming back.
Lindsey nudged Zayn, who went forward and picked him up from behind.
The feeling of being in the air made Dezi struggle for a few moments. When he realized who it was, he turned around and frowned at Zayn with a dissatisfied look.
Zayn turned around and carried him to Lindsey as he said without hesitation, “It’s your mommy’s idea.”
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