Chapter 6 Dad Never Stops To Amaze Me

Brenda was admiring Zeta's skin. Looking at the delicate fine features of Zeta made her wish she was born into a noble family like Zeta. Zeta tugged Brenda to the living room to sit down before conversing further. Curiosity still got over Brenda that she still queried Zeta. "So what university did you attend there, and what's your field of study?"

Zeta smiled and replied, "business management. I would like to venture into the business world like my father".

Brenda was startled hearing Zeta say she wanted to venture into business. Actually, she views Zeta as someone that doesn't want to be hassled with work because she's from a noble family. But hearing this from her made Brenda not view Zeta from that angle.

Zeta excitedly asked again, "what about you? What's your field of study?" Brenda shyly smiled and responded, "it's cosmetology, my dear."

Zeta bulged her eyes, "this is absolutely interesting. So you are the one to prepare me for tonight? Brenda's face flushed at Zeta's compliment. She nodded her head.

"Well then, let me go upstairs and freshen up. I will be back in a jiffy."

Zeta quickly stood up and went to her room to prepare. Within fifteen minutes, she came downstairs. "I'm ready." She told Brenda, who was operating her phone and was ignorant of her presence.

They both walked outside. Zeta loves to drive herself; thus, the attempts Lucrezia made to send a driver for her were rejected. Zeta walked to where the SUV was parked. She went inside, accelerated the engine, and drove the car to the entrance where Brenda was waiting.

Brenda sat in the passenger's seat, following Zeta's command. "So, where are we heading to?" Zeta asked so that she would know the direction to follow.

Brenda gave her the direction, and within thirty minutes, they arrived at Brenda's workplace. Zeta alighted from the car and glanced at the big billboard hung atop the building, "Becky's Beauty Home,"

she read. Zeta looked at Brenda and asked, "so this is where you work?" Brenda smiled and nodded.

Looking around, you could see high-profile cars parked in front of the building. This shows the place is really meant for high-profile individuals in Milan. However, Zeta could see a top business tycoon walking out of the building. At least she recognized one, Mr. De Luca, whom her father once had squabbled with. Zeta scoffed; her father sometimes has skirmishes with some tycoons.

Whenever she asked, Enzo would tell her,' not everyone would love you to surpass them in power or riches in the business world. Hence, when you see those that doesn't want you to surpass them you either win them or they win you. But I always choose to win. Thus, in the end, I end up being their enemy'. Zeta scrunched her face remembering this. But she's still undeterred about venturing into the business world.

Zeta majestically walked onto the building. Upon seeing Zeta, Becky, the owner of the spa, strolled to where she was standing beside Brenda and cheerfully called out, "Miss. Moretti?"

Upon hearing her name, Zeta swiveled her head to her right-hand side and saw a woman, average in height, with sparkling pale skin and face. Zeta tried to process where she had seen this face before but couldn't remember; thus, she shyly greeted "good afternoon ma" am."

Zeta's mannerisms touched Becky. It's unusual to see someone from a noble family being wholly respectful. This Zeta's attitude made her smile broadly. Becky moved closer to her and pinched her face, "I know you won't remember me. But I'm your mother's favorite makeup artist. I used to prepare for occasions before I even got this big place I'm staying now. Those days you were but a child. So I'm sure you can't remember".

Zeta smiled, hearing this strange woman mention her mother lit up her heart with joy." it's nice meeting you ma" am."

"Oh dear, forget formalities, just call me Becky. Besides, I'm not worthy of being addressed in such a manner by you". Becky grabbed Zeta's hands.

In the makeup room, Zeta's phone rang. 'Dad' appeared on the screen. Just seeing the name appear on the screen, Zeta knew her father was calling to see if she was done preparing herself. Reluctantly, she picked up the call, and with an ever muffled voice, she responded, "hi, dad."

Enzo's voice echoed in Zeta's ears," have you received the dress I ordered? And are you done with the preparations?"

Zeta rolled her eyes. She spoke meekly, "I haven't seen the dress yet. I'd be done with the preparations in a matter of minutes or at most an hour".

"I will come over with the driver to pick you up for the party. It will start in the next two hours, and I want you to be there to welcome your fiance". Enzo said quietly but with a trace of command hidden in his voice.

"Hmph." Zeta agreed and hung up the call. As she slid her phone back into her bag, Becky entered the room. "Zeta!" Becky called.

Zeta looked at Becky and saw the shopping bag she was holding, seeing that she concluded it was the dress her father was talking about.

"This dress just came in now from Zara's collection; Mr. Enzo wants you to put it on," Becky said, gently handing the bag to Zeta. She saw a sparkling emerald gown.

Zeta smiled, "dad never stops to amaze me. He still hasn't stopped getting an emerald dress for me?" She mumbled under her breath and a smile formed on the corner of her lips. Enzo loves getting an emerald dress for Zeta because it perfectly matches her eyes.

Shortly, Brenda finished the makeup and helped Zeta fit into the gown. When Zeta came back into the makeup room, all the ladies there were amazed by her looks.

"Wow, ms. Moretti looks so stunning in that dress."

"Her makeup looks natural. It's as if she didn't apply anything on her face".

"Oh, my, her eyes and the dress are a perfect match."

"She looks like a goddess."

Zeta just sweetly smiled at their unending compliments while blushing florid. She glanced at Becky and uttered," thanks, ma" I am Becky and Brenda. I appreciate". She still has to appreciate Becky and her workers even though she hates the party she's about to attend.

About thirty minutes later, one of Becky's security guards came to inform Zeta that Enzo was patiently waiting for her outside.

Zeta followed the security guard out. Outside, she spotted her father's black limousine in front of the building. The driver opened the door and gestured for her to get in. Zeta stepped into the car and sat opposite her father. She glanced at him and greeted, "good evening, dad."

Zeta's heart was burning with anger, knowing that her beloved father was clearly forcing her to do what she didn't want to do.

"Maybe I have to respect him for now. But I won't marry that Massimo or whatever his name is". Inwardly, Zeta scornfully spat.

Enzo raised his brow after nodding at Zeta's greetings. He looked at Nicolo and said, "call someone to pick up the car Zeta came here with."

"Yes, master." Nicolo slid out his phone, dialed a number, and conveyed Enzo's commands to the person on the other end of the line. After a few speeches, he hung up his phone and stepped on the engine. They drove out from the vicinity and headed toward the Ferrari family's castle.

The Ferrari family's castle is apparently one of the city's biggest castles, considering that they are voted one of the richest families in Italy and all over Europe.

While inside the car, Enzo raised his mouth and said to Zeta, "you have always wanted to venture into the business world, and this is how things are done to expand your wings. Therefore, all I ask from you tonight is nothing but to behave yourself and accept Ferrari's heir as your fiance". Even though Enzo was trying to enlighten Zeta on how things are done vividly in the business world, you can't help but notice the stifling command in his voice.

Zeta curled the corner of her lips and smirked, "I see. So forceful marriage is also how to run a business? That's how I can expand my wings in the business world and survive, huh, dad?" After saying these words, Zeta directed her eyes outside the window. She can't help avoiding the cold look her father will dagger her with. She knows that look will only spur her anger and hatred toward this so-called fiance.

"I'm engaged to two men now?!"

Zeta mumbled under her heavy breath. She huffed as her mind plunged into a web of thoughts.

"As I said, that's how things are done, and I can't rebut my words again, Zeta. You have to accept your fate". Enzo said with a chilly voice that froze.