Chapter 41

Damian had arrived at some point and was dressed in a sleek black suit. He held Zelda possessively by the waist, his intense gaze fixed on Virgil. Seeing how close they were, Virgil's expression darkened. He took a deep breath as his words came out with difficulty. "Zelda, stop this. This man isn't right for you." Zelda let out a light scoff, and her face was full of undisguised mockery. "Not right for me? Then, Mr. Valdez, who do you think is right for me? You?" Virgil caught the sarcasm in her voice, and his brows furrowed together. Just as he was about to speak again, Zelda pointed at Faye. "Mr. Valdez, take a good look. The woman behind you is your wife." Faye, who was clutching her torn clothes, wobbled a bit before walking toward Virgil. She was crying as she said, "Virgil, this isn't what you think! It's Zelda! She's trying to frame me out of jealousy—" "Enough!" Virgil cut her off impatiently, casting a cold glance at Faye. At that moment, Faye stood there with her top to