Chapter 135

I did not know what to say. The chauffeur drove straight to Zachary's apartment. Initially, I had planned to hail another taxi and leave, but the chauffeur kept staring at me intensely. I had no chance of escaping. I was left with no choice but to follow him up to the highest level. After entering the password, he stretched out his hand and invited me in. After I had stepped in, he quickly closed the door, as if he was professionally trained to do so. I wandered around the apartment and did not see Zachary. At this time, he was probably still with the Yale family. I randomly found a room and went in to remove my makeup. Looking at my pale face, I broke into a smile and said, "Thankfully, I'm not disfigured." I deliberately paid attention to my scar. It was very, very light. It was really not as ugly as Zachary had claimed. After patting my face dry, I went out barefoot to the living room. Looking out of the window, I could see an endless stream of people on the streets. The n