Zoey’s eyes dropped back to the paper.
After a long pause, finally she pushed her chair back and rose to her feet.
The movement was sudden enough to immediately draw everyone’s attention.
Benjamin straightened instinctively, as did the others.
Zoey looked directly at him, her expression composed once more, perfectly controlled.
"I will review this file later," she said. Her tone was calm. "I have another appointment to attend."
She made a small, subtle gesture toward her secretary, who stepped forward promptly to collect the document from the table.
For a brief moment, no one spoke.
Benjamin felt a flicker of surprise, quickly suppressed beneath his professionalism. "Yes, Mrs. Sterling," he replied.
Zoey picked up her tablet. And without looking at anyone in particular, she added, "Gentlemen, the meeting is concluded."
There was no room for discussion, only a clear, final decision. And just like that, she turned and walked toward the door and stepped out.
Zoey walked down the hallway, returning to her office. Her secretary followed closely behind her.
Her mind couldn’t stop thinking, ’When did Zachary and Sienna first meet? How serious is their relationship?’
The moment Zoey reached her office, she turned to her secretary.
"Give it to me..."
The secretary quickly handed over the file.
"Leave," Zoey added, already flipping it open.
"Yes, ma’am."
The door shut quietly, leaving Zoey alone in the spacious CEO’s office.
She moved to her chair and sat down, her posture straight as she placed the file neatly on the desk.
For a brief second, she stared at the name printed on the top page.
"Sienna Adams..."
Once again, Zoey scanned Sienna’s profile with sharp focus. Her brows drew together as she reread the same lines, as if expecting the words to change into a high-quality background: Education, work history, references, or family. But nothing changed. All the info was the same.
After a few more minutes, Zoey reached for her phone.
She didn’t hesitate when she dialed the number.
The line connected after only two rings.
"I need you to investigate someone," Zoey said immediately, her tone leaving no room for questions. "I’ll send the file to your email right away."
There was a brief pause on the other end before a man’s voice responded, calm and professional. "Sure. Any other instructions, ma’am?"
Zoey leaned back slightly in her chair, her gaze still fixed on the file in front of her.
"No. But I want you to investigate her family thoroughly. And I need the information by tomorrow at the latest."
Another short pause.
"Understand. I will try..."
"Don’t try," Zoey cut in smoothly. "Do it."
"...Consider it done, ma’am."
Zoey ended the call after giving a few more instructions.
She sat in silence. Then, slowly, a curious smile appeared on Zoey’s lips.
She picked up her phone again, her fingers scrolling through her contacts with ease until they stopped at Zachary’s name.
"Should I call him now?" she whispered, a playful sparkle in her eyes. "He’d probably be surprised to learn I’ve already found his lover... right!?"



VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Billionaire's Heir I Never Knew Was Mine