Chapter 844

Perseus sighed, crouching next to the hotel entrance like a homeless person. Occasionally, he would glance upstairs. A few times, he whisked out his phone and wanted to call Hestia to console her, but he stopped himself. Hestia was a proud woman and would show no one her weak side. Anyone would find it hard to accept if they lost their virginity on the day their engagement was canceled. Perseus really wanted to give himself two tight slaps. He was planning to ask Hestia about Blood Shura, but he had to give up on that thought now. While he was smoking with his head lowered, a red Porsche stopped in front of him. "It's you, Mr. Caitford. What are you doing here?" The car window rolled down, revealing the pretty lady within—Shannon. Previously, her career in the entertainment industry came to a stop due to burn injuries. After Perseus treated her, she emerged, eye-catching and beautiful, like a phoenix from the ashes. She had flawless skin, long legs, and bright eyes filled with l