Chapter 74

Reaching out, Maeve gripped Charlie's sleeve. "Stop!" Charlie turned around, asking in a muffled voice, "What?" "Did you do it?" "What did I do?" Charlie was stunned. "The director." Maeve got straight to the point. Charlie thought about it for a moment. "Zion probably did it." "Why would Zion care about these things?" Maeve suddenly recalled the incident that day, when Clara and the others were on the ground floor of the apartment complex. It might actually have been Zion. But at that moment, Maeve's doubts were replaced by another question. "Did you get so broke that you have to eat here?" The commoner's cafeteria at Amenam University didn't look like a place where Charlie would visit at all. "I'm trying to save up in every way I can." Charlie's reply was clear and concise. After all, Zion would give up eight billion dollars one moment, and the next, he would turn on the lights of the whole company throughout the night. He even bought a house that was renovated luxurio