After leaving home, Zeke went straight to Grand Millenium Hotel and met up with the current owner of the hotel, Susan Raynor. Grand Millenium Hotel was the most luxurious hotel in Oakheart City, and he planned to organize Lacey's twenty-third birthday celebration here. After explaining his intention, Susan nodded. “No problem. Just leave it to me.” “By the way, Mr. Williams, I'm planning to sell this hotel.” Zeke put on a calm expression. “Oh, what are you planning to do next then?” “I'm a medical researcher. Hotel management isn't my forte,” Susan chirped. “I'm planning to transfer my shares for the hotel and use that money to venture into the medical industry.” “Since George has published an apology on international publications, the Chinese medicine industry has revived.” “If I grasp this opportunity right now, even pigs can fly.” Zeke nodded. He had to admit that he admired Susan's vision. The medical industry was surely going to prosper. On one hand, George's apology statement had created a dramatic backlash. And on the other hand, the herb plantation he had discovered was a catalyst that could help the Chinese medical industry soar into the sky. “Don't transfer your shares. Let the Schneider family buy them back,” Zeke said. The Schneider family owned seventy percent of Dry Share for the Grand Millenium hotel chain, while Susan's family owned thirty percent, including the management shares. If he took back thirty percent of the shares this time, he would be the sole proprietor of Grand Millenium. Susan was elated. “Okay. I've drawn up the contract. Please sign, Mr. Williams.” Zeke lifted a pen and was about to sign his name, but after giving it some thought, he eventually signed Lacey's name—Lacey Hinton. I'm going to give this thirty percent shares to Lacey as a gift for her twenty-third birthday.Although he really wanted to give her a hundred percent of the shares, he was afraid Lacey wouldn't accept it. Susan looked at Lacey's name and was instantly overwhelmed with jealousy. Damn, God is playing games with me. Why are all the good men taken away from me? “My family still owns one percent of the shares and it's in the hands of the managers of several other branches,” Susan said. “I'll have them come over to sign now.” “Mr. Williams, why don't you wait at my office for a while?” Zeke wanted to agree, but after looking at Susan, he turned and left. “It's okay. I'll wait outside.” He noticed Susan's gaze on him; it was filled with ambiguity. He thought it to be better for him to not get too close to her. After all, a man must learn how to protect himself when he's outside. Looking at Zeke's back, Susan felt a big empty hole in her heart. She realized she was falling deeper and deeper for Zeke like a whirlpool, and she couldn't get out of it. Selling her shares this time to enter the pharmaceutical industry was her plan to get closer to Zeke. After all, Zeke owned a pharmaceutical business as well. Susan balled his fist. So what if you're taken? Happiness lies in the eye of the beholder. I must try my best to outshine Lacey. Just you wait, Zeke. I'll make you mine someday. Zeke exited the hotel and lit a cigarette, looking satisfied. The pleasure of smoking behind a woman's back was gratifying. As he was smoking, an Audi A6 suddenly stopped in front of him. The car door opened, and a fashionable young woman dressed in minimal clothes, wearing sunglasses and high heels came down from the car. “Park the car for me, will you?” She casually threw the car key to Zeke, regarding him as a parking valet.Zeke didn't receive the key and left it on the ground. “Are you deaf?” the young woman snapped. “I'm not a parking valet,” Zeke said brusquely. “What?” The fashionable young woman was momentarily stunned. “Your voice sounds kind of familiar.” “You are...” Upon scrutinizing Zeke, she screamed, “You're Zeke Williams!” Zeke glanced at the woman, slightly frowning, but he couldn't seem to recognize her. “And you are?” Zeke asked curiously. The woman took off her sunglasses. “What? You can't recognize me after serving in prison for five years?”