Dream of a Happy Family

She's Miss Zea

At that time, Michael was walking towards the long chair that was in the Michelin-starred restaurant. He came fifteen minutes early, to show great respect to the Winifred family.

However, he never expected Winifred and Tyr to reach half an hour early. As the saying goes, mutual respect between people must be mutually beneficial. An inch should be returned with a mile.

Upon seeing Michael enter, Hilary, who imitated the style of the western elite in turning her wine glass, immediately stood up.

Clack, clack, clack...

The sound of high-heeled shoes hastily hit the floor. Hilary straightened her back to display the seductive elegance of the woman.

He had tried to seduce Michael before, but he had never expected Michael to be such a boring person who was unaffected. As such, Hilary directs her approach to other Gucci executives, she never gives up!

"Master Michael, you've arrived!" Hilary approached Michael and purposely greeted him with her fluent Spanish.

However, Michael showed a contemptuous attitude towards Hilary

He just nodded. At Michael's age, with his current status and wealth, he had met many people in his life. Hence, he knew exactly what kind of woman Hilary was. He did not like this woman and, in fact, he even hated her.

However, this woman was very cunning. Since the first day he entered Gucci, he has tried every means to woo different executives within the company This is why he got promoted so quickly. Now, he even had a few council members in his grasp. This woman is the culprit!

Although Michael was also one of the founders of Gucci, he was not the largest shareholder.

In addition, he was in charge of the design department, so he was unable to go against the board of directors in many decisions.

Gucci's current plan to expand the Celestial Empire's market required them to send someone from headquarters. In addition, this person is also required to maintain good relations with the city center and the new talents of the 'Hand of God'.

It's a tough task. Michael disagreed from the beginning. However, he eventually compromised after being pressured by some board executives familiar with Hilary.

"Master Michael, has the Hand of God not come yet? I've been here for almost fifteen minutes, but I haven't seen it. Until you're here should also wait for him. A man from the Celestial Empire really cannot be compared to an Italian in terms of manners."

Hilary was really sneaky when speaking in different situations. Before Winifred, he glorified the 'Hand of God' with great respect. But now, to please Michael, he was gossiping and making it a laughing stock!

Michael was not incited. He immediately frowned and said, "Aren't you from the Celestial Empire?"

Hilary gulped before replying quickly, "I've changed my nationality to Italian last year."

Right now, Michael did not feel proud of his home country. On the contrary, he even disliked Hilary more.

"Now that Gucci plans to expand the market in the Celestial Empire, we should start from Khanh City first. With this, we should always remember to be respectful while we are here. Moreover, Miss Zea is not only my relative, but she is also a very skilled designer. What matters is the background. If Gucci wants to thrive here, we have to rely on her husband. The headquarter has sent you here, you must maintain a good relationship with Miss Zea and refrain from causing trouble."

Hilary stunned. "Miss Zea? Which Miss Zea?"

Michael frowned. "Miss Zea is the 'Hand of God'. Didn't you already see the documents I've sent you before?"

Hilary suddenly felt sad. He did not dare to answer Michael's question, so he quickly changed the subject. "Mr Michael, I've ordered a table. Looks like 'Hand of God' is coming soon. Let's sit while we wait for him."

Michael looked around the Michelin-starred restaurant and quickly found Tyr and Winifred sitting not too far away. Michael's expression instantly turned grim. "Hilary White, you didn't study the documents I gave you. Miss Zea is here!"

"What?" Hilary looked shocked and confused. Before he could react, Michael had already rushed towards Tyr and Winifred.

"Miss Zea, Mr. Summers, sorry to have kept you both waiting." Michael immediately shook Winifred and Tyr's hands as he sounded regretful. If he knew they would be here this fast, he would have come here earlier!

"It's okay, Mr. Michael, we've also just arrived."

Clack, clack, clack...

The sound of high heels hitting the ground could be heard, but this time, the elegant rhythm was gone. His move sounded chaotic and irregular as the owner of the high heels panicked.

"How is it possible? Winifred is Miss Zea? He's 'God's hand'? What kind of joke is this? It'swrong. This MUST BE wrong!"

In an instant, Hilary felt her sky turn pitch black. He was unable to accept this reality! What kind of joke is this? Winifred had been confined to this small town of Khanh for six years without any development opportunities. How could he come up with such a high-end design like 'Autumn Field'?

"Master Michael, are you wrong? She's God's Hand, Miss Zea?!" Hilary's eyes opened wide as she asked in a shocked tone. How he wished Michael was just joking with him.

But it's true. It's true!

"That's fine. Is there a problem?" Michael frowned at Hilary, clearly looking displeased. "What's wrong with you? Why are you so confused?"

"No... There's no." Hilary shook her head nervously, feeling as if she had just fallen into an ice hole.

A chill immediately spread from the soles of his feet to his scalp. He extended his hand in a panic, trying to pretend to be calm as he said, "Hello, Miss Zea. I'm Hilary White, Gucci's representative for the Khanh City project"

However, Hilary's hand remained suspended in the air. Winifred did not extend his hand.

"Miss Zea, I..."

Winifred looked at Hilary meaningfully. In an instant, the stupidity that had strangled him for six years finally found its way out.

"Hilary White, do you think I'm the same as before, still so naive and easy to bully? Do you think I'll give you a chance today?"

Buzzed...

A buzzing sound exploded in Hilary's brain, and her mind went blank. His body was already soaked with cold sweat.