Everyone saw what happened.

They knew that Zion was the owner of the restaurant after this.

“Zion.”

Some of their classmates sensed the change and ran after Zion.

On the third floor of the shop.

In a magnificent private room.

There were a few people in the room.

Zane, James, and Cynthia.

“Cynthia, are you happy now?” Zane smiled as he asked.

“Yes.”

Cynthia nodded. “This is the most meaningful birthday ever. Thanks, dad.”

Zane felt gratified.

Knock knock knock.

Someone knocked on the door.

Luther opened it.

Two people were standing outside.

A middle-aged woman.

A tall, beautiful woman in a pretty dress.

It was Gladys and Thea.

“Mr. Dawn.”

Gladys stood at the door, smiling widely. “You wouldn’t mind if we joined you, would you?”

She also said loudly, “James, your wife is here.”

James was sitting near the window. He was smoking, staring out into space.

As he heard his name, he turned around to see Gladys and Thea standing there.

Immediately, he got up and walked to