She seemed a little like me, but not fully.

“Your painting is done.”

Holding the painting, she looked at me with upset eyes, clenching her teeth and said, “Zayden, you were once a fast-rising name in business. Are you really satisfied with living like this now?”

I replied evenly, “Yes.”

“Why wouldn’t I be? This is the life I chose.”

She looked upset for a moment.

“Stop lying to yourself, alright? Zavian Company is growing now. If you agree, I can place you in a management position at one of the branches.”

Zavian Company. That was the company I gave everything to help her build.

“No thanks. I already told you, my life is fine now.”

“I used to work hard to make money so I could do what I liked.”

“Now it’s a bit harder, but at least I’ve found happiness.”

Hearing this, she frowned and said coldly, “What kind of joy can you really have like this?”

“In this world, without money, no one will value you.”

“That’s not your problem, President Holloway.”

Azalea wanted to keep talking. Just then, Zekeiah called her, his voice sounding impatient.

“No, why do you keep taking such a long time on business trips lately?!” Azalea comforted him gently.

“Zekeiah, don’t worry, I will come back soon.”

“Also, you should spend more time learning how to run the company; I’m getting a bit worn out handling it alone.”

“You’re tired? You’re the one who told me to relax and just be your little puppy and now you say this? Are you joking with me?!”

“Come back fast! I made plans with some friends today; I told them I’d bring you to show them what a powerful businesswoman looks like!”

Azalea ended the call right after she finished talking.

I didn’t care about any of it. I looked at the message I had just gotten.

“The rain is over. I’m heading back. Don’t come again; my family really doesn’t want to see you.”

After that, I walked out of the studio.

The moment I stepped outside, Azalea quickly ran after me, grabbing my hand, thinking I was talking about my mom.

“Zayden, I know what Zekeiah did to Auntie back then still bothers you and she must have some problems with me, too. After all, our wedding didn’t go the way it was planned.”

“But actually, all these years, I’ve been looking…”

At that time, a family sedan blocked her voice and stopped before me.

The car door opened and a woman stepped out, holding a child.

“Honey, the weather is bad today, so we came to pick you up and go home.”