Chapter 389

Zelda closed her eyes briefly in Damian's arms. She was utterly drained, her body weighed down by exhaustion. But she couldn't rest—not while Harlan was still in Esme's hands. She pursed her lips and gently pushed Damian away. "Esme is in the hospital right now. As her brother, shouldn't you go check on her?" "Zelda..." Damian hesitated, his gaze filled with unspoken words. Zelda shook her head. "Just go. I need some time alone to think." He looked at her pale, fatigued face before finally nodding. "Alright. If you need anything, call me." With that, he turned and left. Zelda sank onto the couch. She kept staring at her phone, hoping for an update from the detective on Harlan's whereabouts. Meanwhile, the internet was a storm of vicious comments, calling her cruel and calculating. She ignored it. If public opinion had ever mattered to her, she would've crumbled back in Phoypolis. … At the hospital, Jasmine peeled an orange and handed a segment to Esme. "How are you feeling? D