Chapter 783


    “Zachary, are you a liar?” Serenity asked Zachary.


    Zachary just looked at her and did not answer her question.


    “Zachary, are you really a liar?” Serenity raised her voice this time.


    Then, she woke up.


    Even after waking up, Serenity was still dazed. After a long moment, she came to her senses and


    muttered, “So, it was a dream… What did I dream of?”


    Turning her head to the side, she noticed the man who had painstakingly lulled her to sleep was no


    longer there.


    “I knew he was up to something, trying to get me to sleep early. No wonder I had a nightmare like that.”


    Serenity picked up her phone to check the time and then proceeded to go back to sleep.


    This time, she did not dream again and slept soundly.


    Meanwhile, at Wiltspoon Hotel, Mr. Lowe sat in the lobby on the first floor, waiting for Zachary’s arrival.


    He had suddenly received Josh’s call earlier, notifying him that Zachary was willing to squeeze a little


    time out to meet him and telling him to wait at the Wiltspoon Hotel for Zachary.


    Mr. Lowe hurried over right after.


    Even after waiting at the Wiltspoon Hotel for two whole hours and still no sight of Zachary, he did not


    dare to even feel a lick of impatience and stayed seated on the sofa, waiting obediently.


    He was apanied by his wife.


    From time to time, Mrs. Lowe would look at the time, get up, and walk outside the hotel to look for


    Zachary’s luxury car parade. Not seeing it, she would return to sit back down beside her husband.


    “Darling, do you think Mr. York would actuallye over?”


    “Mr. Bucham was the one who told me, so it has to be true. Mr. York is very much a man of his word.


    He said he would meet me here, so he definitely wille. Let’s just keep waiting. If Mr. York changed


    his mind at thest minute, he would inform us. He wouldn’t let us wait here the whole night for


    nothing.”


    Although York Corporation was a threat to hispany at this moment, Mr. Lowe still trusted Zachary’s


    character.


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    Mrs. Lowe said anxiously, “We don’t even know how we managed to offend Mr. York in the course of


    our business. I still remember thest time Mr. York appeared at that dinner and even greeted Shawn.


    It’s only been two or three months since then but York Corporation has stopped all cooperation with us


    and even started stealing our business.


    “Darling, do you think someone might have turned them against us?”


    Mrs. Lowe could not, for the life of her, think of anything they had done that might have offended Mr.


    York.


    Mrs. Lowe was silent for a long moment before saying, “I’ve also tried asking about it. No one’s tried to


    sow discord between us. We must have unintentionally offended Mr. York somehow.”


    “How is that possible? The chances we have to see Mr. York are few and far between. Even when we


    get to see him, we don’t get to show our faces before him. Even if we wanted to offend him, we don’t


    even have the chance to.”


    Mrs. Lowe still felt that someone must have ndered them in front of Mr. York, resulting in the


    copse of their business rtionship with York Corporation.


    “Could Shawn have done something?”


    Mr. Lowe thought of his son.


    Following that, he started toin, “I don’t know what’s gotten into Shawntely. He’s always


    absent–minded and doesn’t do things as seriously as before. He keeps making mistakes and the


    upper–level management of thepany is growing dissatisfied with him. I’ve talked to him so many


    times but he still refuses to change. If this goes on, he might not be able to take over sessfully. He’s


    not the only outstanding son in the Lowe family.”


    It was just that Mr. Lowe was currently the head of Lowe Enterprise, and Shawn was his son, so


    everyone automatically assumed–Shawn would be the heir to thepany. Though if Shawn was not


    qualified, it would not matter that he was Mr. Lowe’s son. What everyone kept in mind was the future of


    Lowe Enterprise, not family bonds.


    Mrs. Lowe’s expression turned ugly, and said, “Right now, he really… I did that fully believing he would


    give up. I didn’t expect he would turn into pretty much a zombie and handle things carelessly. He


    doesn’t even talk to me when he gets home as if I’m his enemy when I’m his mother!”


    Mrs. Lowe felt incredibly pained to see her son so lovelorn.