Female Novel
Chapter 540
In the Jent residence's study, Hayson hung up the phone and stared deeply at Zach. "How did you find
out about Ethan Arnold wanting to postpone the engagement?"
As Hayson delegated more and more responsibilities to Zach, he had come to realize that Zach's mindnovelbin
was especially shrewd. Zach was no longer the easily manipulated child he once was.
"The success of Madelyn marrying into the Arnold family also affects our company's interests. For
Father's sake, I naturally have to pay close attention to Madelyn's affairs," Zach replied.
Hayson was pleased with this response and had nothing more to say. "I'm glad you're thinking about
the company. It shows that over the years, you've come to accept me as your father."
A hint of something inscrutable flashed in Zach's eyes, gone almost as soon as it appeared, too quick
for Hayson to notice.
Hayson looked at him. "Have you planted someone on the Arnold family's side?"
Zach nodded. "I placed someone there shortly after Ethan took over the company. One reason was to
monitor his every move, and the other was to be informed promptly if anything unexpected happened
between him and Madelyn."
The sudden appearance of Donna Jolie was indeed what he considered an unexpected turn of events.
Hayson patted Zach on the shoulder. "You've never given me a reason to doubt you. All these years,
my faith in you has remained unshaken."
A small, appreciative smile formed on Zach's lips. "I'm doing it for Father."
At the Arnold residence, Ethan's patience had worn thin. The dishes the servant had presented were
scattered and discarded. The poor servant also bore the brunt of Ethan's temper.
Rushing to the scene, Madelyn gently helped the servant up. "Are you alright?"
The servant nodded, trembling with fear. "...Miss Jent, please go check on Mr. Arnold. He's returned
home like this night after night, neglecting meals and opting for alcohol instead. If he persists in this
state, I fear for his well-being."
Madelyn's eyes reflected her concern. "Thank you for letting me know. Prepare another meal, and I'll
ensure he receives it." She gazed toward Ethan's room, her heart heavy with worry. The toll of
consecutive nights like these was undeniable, and no matter how resilient Ethan was, this self-
destructive path had its limits.
A different servant approached, bearing an envelope. "Miss Jent, you might want to see this," he said,
offering the sealed paper. "It was discovered in Mr. Arnold's vehicle."
Madelyn took it. "I will pass it on to him. You can go about your tasks; I'll handle this."
The servant was eager to leave.
As Madelyn prepared to return the envelope to him, a photo slipped out of an unsealed part of the
envelope. She picked it up and, upon seeing the image, her heart trembled.
The person in the photo was utterly repulsive, striking provocative poses on a bed.
'It's him again!' Madelyn could only think of Zach, no one else.
Her hand holding the envelope trembled.
'Does he want to destroy everything I have so eagerly?' Madelyn's nose tingled, and her throat ached,
making it hard for her to say a word.
However, Madelyn didn't recall ever taking such photos. If these were screenshots from video footage,
they wouldn't show her in these positions.
Madelyn examined them closely and realized something was amiss. She thought, 'Could these photos
be fake? Is Ethan so angry because of these?'
She stood before Ethan's bedroom door for a moment, indecisive. Then, taking a deep breath, she
gently pushed the door open. It emitted a soft creak, but Ethan, deep in conversation, seemed not to
notice.
On the other end of a hands-free call, a voice relayed, "...Mr. Arnold, your travel arrangements to
Avalon are confirmed. However, the upcoming flights are all booked to capacity. The earliest we could
get you a seat is a week from now."
"Okay!"