Chapter 367

Maeve dropped the cup of coffee in her hand. Zion bent down to clean the stain on her heels. "Sorry. I'm late." Zion lowered his voice. It was rare for Maeve to see Zion in this state. He was choked up, and his eyes were full of guilt. Soon, she noticed the injuries on Zion's arm. There was a bandage on his wrist, and it was obvious that he had been injured. Maeve reached out her hand to grab his arm, then she checked on his injury. "Are you injured?" She wondered who could actually hurt Zion in this world. "Are you injured? What happened? Didn't Charlie go with you? Where is he?" Lyra looked around but couldn't see Charlie. In an instant, her face turned as pale as a sheet. "Could… Could Charlie be…" Zion replied nonchalantly, "He's still on the plane." Lyra was speechless. The emotions welling up in her vanished in mere seconds. "You should've said so earlier. Someone as meticulous as Charlie wouldn't lose his life like that on a trip with you." Maeve asked, "You've