In the private room in a restaurant.
Zoey and Oprah sat facing each other quietly, before Zoey started the conversation, "I heard you lost your memory."
Zoey continued with a hint of a smile, "I hope you haven't forgotten your parents and loved ones."
Oprah took a sip of coffee and then looked at her. "What's your point?"
Zoey pressed her red lips together, her gaze becoming somewhat sharp.
"Oprah, I know you're not happy I took Burgess from you, but you should have read the news, right? Burgess and I are about to get married. Didn't your parents tell you not to be a homewrecker? Remember, Burgess is your brother."
Oprah chuckled.
Zoey was confused. "What's so funny?"
"Nothing, I just find you quite amusing," Oprah replied calmly.
Zoey's face turned sour. Dealing with Oprah now se
