While everyone was busy finding the lost ring, nobody noticed Zach walking in from the outside.

"Watch out. You'll get a cold if you lie on the ground," Zach said in a smooth voice. Then, with one hand, he scooped Madelyn up from the floor and plopped on the sofa.

Madelyn sat on his lap and asked, "Why didn't I hear your footsteps when you walked?"

Zach frowned when he saw her barefoot and covered her chilly feet with his hands, "What are you looking for?"

Zach saw her hesitating, so he waved his hand and had all the servants leave. Madelyn lowered her gaze and said, "Sorry, I lost the ring you gave me."

"Just for that small matter? It's okay if it's lost."

That ring was worth over three billion. What could Madelyn use to compensate? She could not even bring herself to say the word 'compensate.' Most of what she had was courtesy of Zach. Even if she earned a few hundred thousand dollars, in Zach's eyes, she could not even afford one of his suit buttons. Madelyn was silent, unsure