Naomi stopped the car, got out and ran right towards Ziglar. She hugged him and said, "Grandpa, didn't I ask you to wait inside? It's not like I couldn't find my way here. It's chilly at night. What if you catch a cold?"
Ziglar was grinning so hard that he couldn't even close his mouth properly. He held her and said, "My child, you told me that you would come in the morning. What time is it now?"
Naomi pouted as she replied, "I was too sleepy this morning! By the way, I brought my friend over. Let me introduce her to you!"
While speaking, Naomi pulled me over and looked at Ziglar. She said, "Grandpa, this is my friend, Arianna Reid."
Ziglar smiled and looked at me before saying, "I've seen this girl before. I met her in the hotel restaurant that day. Is she working for the Milton Group?"
I nodded and smiled, "Nice to meet you, Master Attwood!"
He kept nodding his head, "Nice to meet you!"
After exchanging greetings, Ziglar ordered some people to prepare dinner, and he then invited us into the villa. There weren't many people in the villa, only two maids and a butler to take care of the old man.
The dishes in the kitchen seemed to have been readily prepared a long time ago, as they had already been placed on the table. When the maid saw us enter, she smiled and said, "The food has been heated up already!"
Ziglar nodded and said, "You should prepare a warm glass of tea for Naomi."
Then, he looked at me and said, "What would you like to drink, Miss Reid?"
I smiled lightly, "Anything's fine. I'm not picky with food, Master Attwood."
He smiled and said, "Do you want to try the tea that Naomi likes as well, then?"
I nodded and thanked him, "Sure, thank you, Master Attwood!"
There was the sound of an engine from outside, as if a car had stopped in front of the house.
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