Chapter 220 The Notorious City of Sin

"But Ivy's been tied up! I can't just sit here and do nothing! How can we save her if we don't go?" Nova's voice trembled with frustration as she stared at the photograph, her hands gripping the edges of the camera tightly. In the picture, Ivy was bound to a chair, her face pale, her eyes wide with fear—captured like some twisted trophy by Nathan. The sight of it made Nova's stomach churn. Tristan sighed, placing a calming hand on her shoulder. "Nova, I need you to breathe. Look at the photo again. Ivy's unharmed. She still looks healthy, doesn't she? That means Nathan hasn't hurt her. His issue is with me, not her. He's not going to harm a little girl just to get to me." Nova bit her lip, her heart still pounding. She could see what Tristan was saying made sense, but that didn't stop the anxious knot in her chest from tightening. The room Ivy was in didn't look like a prison—it was clean and orderly. But Nova wasn't ready to let go of her worry. "So what do we do, Tristan? Just si