Chapter 1625

Jonathan's mind churned with fragments of memories as Zion's words sank in. He remembered Tessa at the hospital when his father passed away. He remembered their first meeting—her white dress flowing like she had stepped straight out of heaven. She looked pure and ethereal. She was the only one who had ever reached out to help him when the world turned its back. How could he ever believe she was the one who murdered his father? Jonathan tried to speak, but no words came. His throat felt tight, as if something heavy was lodged there. If this was true, then for six months, he had been working for the person who killed his father. Worse, he had killed other people for her. Maeve said, "You should be thanking your lucky stars that today's plan fell apart. If you'd succeeded, I assure you'd be lying in a grave right next to your father. "And Max would be dragged down with you, left to rot in the same hell you created." Max was at a loss for words. Everything Maeve had just said s