Chapter 490 For Your Trauma, Allow Me To Prescribe “Vainium”, Made From 100% Vanity

Zayn had chosen Gordon’s help over Mr. Hyde’s for a very simple reason—he distrusted the man’s neutrality. It was hard to believe he would do things for Zayn’s favor when the former was, himself, a member of Sicut In Caelo. It would not be surprising if the man let Vulcan go because of this connection, and as someone who was exacting as he was meticulous, Zayn would definitely not allow room for errors. He would, however, allow a degree of leeway to poor Skye Carter, whose sanity seemed just a bit too close to snapping. In a moment of pity, he let her go. Now that he tied every loose knot, Zayn could finally give himself a breather. His battle with Vulcan had exhausted too much of his strength and energy that he was starting to feel the creeping signs of fatigue. He turned, locking his eyes with Faye and her family’s distant—and almost fearful—gaze and feeling a pang of unhappiness from the way they looked at him. “Since your house’s a bit of a mess right now, why don’t you come an