Chapter 608

‘Zach has everything, so why is he so determined to find her? He’s moved on from the Jent family.

Plus, is Madelyn even important now? I1 she vanished, life would go on. But her return could bring Zach a world of trouble,‘ Kevin mused.

After their eight–hour flight, they arrived in the city and went directly to the luxurious Hotel BelleSophie.

The exceptional welcome they received was no surprise; after all, Zach was one of the hotel’s largest shareholders. The butler handed over a ticket once they were settled into their rooms.

“Here’s the art exhibition ticket Mr. Jardin requested. The show starts at noon, which is in about three hours. We’ve prepared breakfast for you, Mr. Jardin. Please, enjoy.”

Kevin updated Zach, “After the banquet, we’ll be here for about two weeks. Some major international tech firms are interested in partnering with us. There’s also a charity auction dinner. We’ve set our meetings for the day after tomorrow.”

Zach took a sip from his glass, “Let’s stay for six months.”

Kevin hesitated, “Six months? Isn’t that a stretch? We have stuff happening back home.”

“Just follow my lead.”

Kevin gave a short nod, “Okay.”

‘Is he changing our plans because of Madelyn?‘ Kevin wondered, maintaining his calm demeanor though worry was evident in his eyes.

“Achoo!”

While dusting off a picture frame, Madelyn sneezed. She paused for a moment, feeling a little lightheaded.

Clement, noticing her, said, “If you’re not feeling great, you can head home. Don’t worry; Jane, Dorian, and I can handle things here.”

Madelyn shook her head, “I’m okay, really.”

As the art exhibition began, Madelyn greeted the guests and introduced the artworks to the VIPS.

Upstairs, Dorian settled into a quiet spot to watch the crowd below.

“I just don’t understand,” he said. “Why did Prof. Monet only pick her? She didn’t even go to classes like the rest of us. Instead, she traveled with him and returned with a degree from the Paris Art Academy. That’s so lucky.”

“We’ve been with him for years, and he never mentored any of us the way he did with her,” another voice added. “And when we asked for advice? Vague comments, nothing more.”

“It’s been four years since we last won an award. We might be in trouble if things don’t change.”

“Jane, do you think the professor plays favorites?”

Jane glanced sharply and replied, “Mind your own business.” She then walked away.

Madelyn was looking toward the upper floor, lost in thought when the sight of a flashy Maybach pulling up outside the gallery caught her