He had overhead the situation from the yard and knew that Zoey was pissed off.

He walked over and said with a smile, "Don't be so angry, Mom. It's not good for your health."

Zoey sneered.

"Don't try to fool me. Mark, I may be old, but I'm not yet senile. If Tracey did something wrong, then you can deal with her however you like. But you shouldn't be hiding it from me!"

Mark forced himself to smile.

He looked around and saw several servants watching them with curious eyes. He waved his hand and motioned for them to leave.

Zoey then knew there was something big going on.

Mark turned around and saw Cecilia and the two children still standing by the car.

He went to Cecilia and told her, "There's something here that I have to deal with. Take the children inside first. I don't want them to hear this."

Mark wanted to protect Zoey for what was about to come.

After all, Tracy had been serving Zoey even before she got married.

Despite that, Zoey didn't agree.

She straightened her back and insisted, "Cecilia is your future wife.

One day, she'll be in charge of the family. You shouldn't hide these things from her as well."

At this moment, Mark was at the end of his rope.

Zoey was a smart woman. She kicked Peter in the shin and said, "Bring her here. How long are you going to lock her up?"

Peter winced in pain.

With a bitter grin, he said, "Mrs. Evans, you really are shrewd!

Fine. I'll bring her here right now.

Sure enough, Tracy was soon brought in.