Zachary wore a tender expression.

The press was stunned.

Mr. York must love his wife very much. The mention of his wife’s name softened his facial muscles.

The media captured Mr. York’s gentle side when he was out and about with his wife. In the past, Mr. York would usually be seen with a sour face, giving off the vibe for people to stay away.

The power of love could turn an aloof man affectionate.

“My wife isn’t some heiress, but she’s the missus of the York family and that makes her royalty. She’s Serenity Hunt and will be twenty-six this year. She hasn’t had her birthday yet. She thinks she’s old when she hits twenty-six.”

The reporters wanted to scream. Mr. York turned into a chatterbox when talking about his wife.

Hang on. Serenity Hunt?

“Mr. York, your wife’s Serenity Hunt?”

Shell-shocked, a female reporter sought Zachary for confirmation.

Zachary turned to her with chilling eyes. Pulling his usual straight face, he fiercely refuted, “Do you have a problem wit