Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride
Chapter 220 - 216. The famous Young Madam of the Zane Family (extra for baby’s monthly votes)

Chapter 220: 216. The famous Young Madam of the Zane Family (extra for baby’s monthly votes)

A family gathered around the dining table for breakfast, enjoying a rare moment of harmony.

Remembering the conversation with her husband last night, Ariana Evans couldn’t help but look up at Titus Zane. As she watched, her eyes gradually became misty.

A fair and youthful face overlapped with the one in front, the girl proud and confident, her waist-length hair like a proud peacock, exuding an inherent sense of privilege that was quite repulsive...

"Mom, is there something on my face?"

Titus Zane stopped eating breakfast and touched her face.

Ariana returned to her senses and smiled faintly, "My daughter, you are growing more beautiful by the day."

Titus Zane gave a nonchalant smile and said nothing.

If it was before, she would have believed it, but since last night...

Under the table, Olivia Zane kicked her mother because of her comment, but fortunately, the thin blanket on her knees was long enough to almost touch the ground, concealing her small act.

Ariana turned her gaze to her, a fleeting look of alertness in her eyes, and Olivia lowered her head and ate in discontent.

After breakfast, both Mr. and Mrs. Julian Zane left for work, and Titus Zane prepared to leave with Jon.

Nathan Moore spoke first, crouching in front of Olivia, holding her hand at eye level, his voice gentle, "Olivia, I’m off to the office. I’ll come pick you up when I’m free."

"Okay." Olivia agreed reluctantly, knowing Nathan would be unhappy if she insisted on leaving.

Nathan Moore left, leaving Olivia alone in the Zane Family home.

Watching the man’s retreating figure, Julian Zane’s chest heaved with anger.

Titus Zane also left with Jon, sensing her father’s displeasure, not wanting to be caught in the crossfire.

After everyone left, Julian Zane threw the newspaper in his hand to the floor and pounded the sofa arms in frustration, yelling loudly.

"I think Nathan Moore is doing this on purpose!" he pointed accusingly at Ariana, who also looked displeased, "You guys are too gullible, believing he would take Olivia back. If he really wanted to, he wouldn’t have brought her the gifts!"

His words hit home, and Olivia rushed into her mother’s arms, crying pitifully.

"Mom..."

Gently patting her daughter’s back, Ariana remained silent, her eyes narrowing slightly, staring at a spot as if deep in thought or plotting.

Back at the hotel, Titus Zane and Jon each returned to their own rooms.

After freshening up, Jon in a casual jacket, knocked on Titus Zane’s room door.

The door opened, and seeing Titus Zane with light makeup, Jon raised his eyebrows, smiling, "You look better with makeup, more like a Westerner."

Titus Zane glanced at him indifferently and walked into the living room without a word.

After closing the door, Jon followed Titus Zane inside, sitting across from her, becoming serious when it was time to discuss important matters.

"Carry, I have an idea," Jon said straightforwardly.

"What idea?" Titus Zane lit a cigarette for herself, inhaling and then slowly exhaling the smoke as she looked up.

"I want to take you to Capital City to meet a woman named Abigail Zimmerman."

"Do you think she will see me?"

Another puff of smoke was exhaled, and Titus Zane’s posture was lazy.

"She should," Jon said confidently, "judging by the excited emotions she showed when she met you before, she should want to see you."

"But how can we find her?"

Last time Jon and that woman met by chance, and he didn’t know where she lived.

Jon raised his eyebrows, a smug smile on his face, saying, "You forgot, she is the famous young mistress of the Zane Family!"

With such a well-known family, it should be easy to find her address.

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