"What did you say? Have you checked everywhere? Maybe the wind was too strong and blew it away." Lucas Scott's brow furrowed slightly, and a clear surprise flashed in his eyes before his facial expression darkened.
"We've searched everywhere, there's nothing around, and moreover, there was a water cup on top of the registration form, it shouldn't have been blown away..." The assistant explained anxiously.
The CEO knew first thing in the morning that, with Miss Molly's temperament, if she deemed something good for him, she would desperately persuade him to do it.
So, without any struggle, he had filled out the registration form.
He specially brought it to the Golf Course, intending to hand it over to Miss Molly, but who knew that in the blink of an eye, the registration form would just disappear...
"Beautiful Uncle, did you two conspire early in the morning to trick me with this ruse?" Zoe Yale frowned slightly, stepped forward, and looped her arm through Lucas Scott's.
