Three days later, a bombshell hit the business world of Prosperity City...

[The Regal Group Appoints a Mysterious CEO, Hosting a Banquet Tonight at Serenity Hotel]

In the evening of that day, at Serenity Hotel in Prosperity City, a top-notch banquet was about to begin.

Prominent figures from various sectors gathered at the hotel, exchanging pleasantries and engaging in both open and subtle power plays.

At that moment, a limited-edition car slowly pulled up at the entrance.

All people turned to look at it, assuming that the new CEO of the Regal Group had arrived. However, to their surprise, Zachary stepped out of the car with a lady in his arms. He exuded nobility, and the lady was strikingly beautiful, though she appeared a bit unwell.

They were a match made in heaven, a perfect couple.

The crowd began to buzz with excitement as soon as the two appeared.

"Isn't that Mr. Sinclair? Who's the lady beside him? Could it be Mrs. Sinclair, the one he's secretly married to for three years?"

"I don't think so. I've had the fortune of seeing Mrs. Sinclair before, and she exudes a natural beauty. This lady is undoubtedly beautiful, yet something seems amiss..." Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a venomous lock on him.

He looked up and met Beatrice's malicious glare. He immediately clammed up.

Zachary overheard his comment, furrowing his brows but saying nothing.

Beside him, Beatrice, seeing Zachary's silence, gritted her teeth. She leaned closer to him, then spoke in a coquettish tone, "Zachary, my feet hurt."

Hearing this, Zachary embraced Beatrice and spoke in a low voice, "Be patient. Once we meet the new CEO of the Regal Group, we will leave here."

"Alright."

Beatrice refrained from saying anything further. She knew Zachary cared for her. It was not only because she had saved his life but also because she understood boundaries. She would never pry into matters he chose not to reveal.

The affectionate interaction between them caught the eyes of onlookers, eliciting envious glances.

"They are so in love. It's adorable!"

"I want to fall in love too. When will I experience such sweet romance?"

Hearing the discussions and receiving admiring looks, Beatrice proudly raised her chin.

She thought, 'Even if the Young family doesn't recognize me as their daughter, I am now Zachary's sweetheart and will surely become his wife in the future. I am the most prestigious lady in all of Prosperity City!'

Just as Beatrice was getting carried away with her thoughts, the crowd once again stirred.

A dark, understated, yet dignified car gracefully pulled up at the hotel's entrance.

Ashton was the first to step out, emanating an aura of aloofness, warning others not to approach. He then bent down and gallantly reached his hand inside the car. A delicate, slender hand gently rested on his.

Seeing that hand, Zachary couldn't help but find it strangely familiar.

The next moment, when he fully saw the lady who had stepped out of the car, his eyes widened, and his gaze locked onto the breathtakingly elegant lady before the vehicle.

She was Lillian, who had been disappearing for three days!

For these past three days, he had sent people to trace her whereabouts, but no matter what methods were employed, not a trace of her could be found.

He had initially thought that Lillian, who had selflessly cared for him for three years, should be compensated in some way after the divorce, but now...

Zachary glanced at the guy beside Lillian, and a hint of irony flashed in his eyes.

Lillian glanced casually, not paying much attention, and began conversing with the people around her.

Someone recognized Ashton and enthusiastically squeezed through the crowd with a microphone, his voice trembling with excitement.

"Excuse me, are you Ashton Wilson, the CEO of the Fels Group? What's your relationship with this young lady..."

"Is it true that you're the newly appointed CEO of the Regal Group? Could you please share more..."

"I'm sorry..."

Ashton had initially intended to decline to answer these questions, but when he looked up and saw the gaze Zachary was directing at him, his tone suddenly changed, and he looked at Zachary provocatively.

"Naturally, the lovely lady by my side is my sweetheart. Some may consider her a cast-off, but to me, she's the apple of my eye." He said this to Zachary to hear.

After Ashton finished speaking, the crowd started screaming.

Some people, moved by this sweet confession, shouted excitedly.

"If I'm guilty, let the law punish me instead of making me witness public displays of affection..."

The commotion in the crowd caught Lillian's attention. She turned her head to look at Ashton, asking casually, "What's going on?"

Ashton rubbed his nose awkwardly and said, "It's nothing. I just told them that you're my sweetheart!"

Hearing this, Lillian pinched Ashton's body. "How could you really say that...?"

Ashton winced and rubbed his back, looking somewhat aggrieved.

Zachary, seeing the intimate interaction between the two, grew increasingly grim.

Feeling resentful that the crowd's attention was still on Lillian, Beatrice waved her hand and accidentally knocked over a glass of wine.

The crisp sound rang out among the people, and everyone turned to look at Beatrice. However, they saw her with a smile as she gently spoke, "I'm sorry. I accidentally broke the glass."

Upon hearing Beatrice's words, Zachary furrowed his brow and let go of her hand, quickly inspecting her from head to toe.

"Did you get hurt anywhere?"

"Zachary, I'm fine. But the broken glass..."

Beatrice bit her mouth, feeling somewhat aggrieved, but there was a hint of satisfaction in her eyes as she glanced towards Lillian with a hint of provocation.

"Don't worry," Zachary said coldly and then signaled for a waiter to clean up the mess on the floor.

Sensing Beatrice's gaze, Lillian sneered and thought, "I thought Beatrice would be different after her years abroad, but it seems she's just as foolish and childish as before. I overestimated her."

As the commotion subsided, people engaged in conversation. Lillian affectionately linked her arm with Ashton's and headed towards the dessert area. As they passed by Zachary and Beatrice, she didn't spare them a glance, as if she hadn't seen them at all.

Zachary watched Lillian walk past without any intention of explaining, his forehead veins bulging, his face darkening.

Sensing his unusual mood, Beatrice felt uneasy and looked at Lillian with malice in her eyes.

The banquet proceeded as usual, and some people recognized Ashton and approached to discuss work-related matters.

Lillian felt a headache coming on from listening to their conversation, so she excused herself to find a quiet spot and have a drink alone.

Beatrice, who had been chatting with socialites, secretly observed Lillian's movements. When she saw Lillian standing alone, she exchanged pleasantries with other socialites and then walked toward her.

Lillian naturally noticed Beatrice's approach but acted as if she hadn't. She thought, 'I'm curious what tricks she's planning this time.'

"Lilli... Ms. Wilson, long time no see!"