I Forgot I Ever Loved You (Zoe and Hayden) novel Chapter 460

Terrence felt a bitter twinge of resentment. It was his daughter who had bailed him out today, so he decided to swallow his pride and simply asked about Hayden's current situation.

"Hayden is busy. He wanted to come pick you up with me, but I told him no. It was better for me to handle this personally.

I'm the Chairman of the Board at Easton now. Hayden transferred the entire company into my name."

Sienna's voice dripped with arrogance, and the revelation nearly made Terrence jump out of his skin.

He finally pinpointed exactly what had changed about his daughter.

Sienna's aura was entirely different now. She was no longer the docile little woman lingering in Hayden's shadow.

"Are you saying Easton is... ours now?"

He was so completely stunned he could barely form the words.

Grandmother Genevieve's birthday banquet was a spectacular affair. Thanks to Sienna's newfound status, every powerful figure in the city's elite circle arrived to pay their respects.

Terrence's stint in prison had been kept completely airtight. Even the company's shareholders were under the impression he had been overseas securing new business ventures.

Sienna had sent an invitation hoping Hayden's grandmother, Beatrice, would attend. However, Beatrice still detested what Terrence had done to Zoe and flatly refused, citing illness. It was a perfectly reasonable excuse, leaving Sienna with no counterargument.

Hayden's mother, Nita, on the other hand, adored Sienna and treated her as her only true daughter-in-law.

Naturally, Nita showed up to offer her full support.

Hayden brought along a massive entourage. The business elite were a given, but a surprising number of high-ranking political figures attended the Winters' banquet as well.

Sienna mingled with several major power players, all introduced by Hayden. Among them was Tristan Sommer.

However, today, he wasn't alone. A woman stood gracefully by his side.

She possessed flawless features, a tall, striking silhouette, and an undeniable aura of aristocratic elegance.

There was always an uncrossable chasm between standard wealthy heiresses and true political aristocracy.

The elite status Sienna had spent her entire life coveting suddenly felt utterly cheapened now that she was finally standing among them.

"Your AI emotional companion robots have piqued our interest quite a bit. Would you be open to discussing them further?"

Tristan held significant sway. He wasn't the type of man anyone could afford to casually brush off.

Sienna was puzzled. Tristan was a politician; why on earth would he be interested in her robots?

Surely he didn't want to buy one for personal comfort.

"They're commercial units. But if you'd like one, I'd be more than happy to send a complimentary model to your office."

Tristan's brow furrowed slightly. Rumor had it that Sienna was incredibly sharp and knew exactly how to play the game—skills she had allegedly used to keep Hayden wrapped around her finger for five solid years.

Word on the street was that they had never even had a single fight. She was Hayden's untouchable favorite.

"You misunderstand me, Ms. Winters. When I say we have an interest in the AI technology, I mean that with some modifications, they could potentially serve our military forces."

Sienna's eyebrow twitched upward. She took a wet wipe from a passing waiter and casually cleaned her already spotless fingers, her movements deliberate and slow.