Late at night, Zoe Rhodes unlocked her phone for the fifty-sixth time.
No new messages had come in.
Especially not in her pinned chats.
Zoe Rhodes gnawed on her lip. The more she thought about it, the more something felt wrong.
'It's one thing if he's too busy with work to come home, but why isn't he replying to my messages?'
'Is he so busy he can't even spare a second to glance at his phone?'
'Are all CEOs this swamped?'
Hiss… 'In that case, I'll never curse Zane Hawthorne for being a capitalist again.'
Zoe Rhodes briefly forgave Zane Hawthorne and trudged off to bed.
Seeing the master bedroom door close, Miss Flora glanced at the message from Vance on her phone and replied.
Meanwhile, the lights in the CEO's office at Hawthorne Tower were burning brightly.
Vance relayed the message. "Miss Rhodes has gone back to her room to sleep."
"Mm," the man behind the desk replied without looking up from his documents.
