Chapter 1745

But Maeve still felt a lingering emptiness, as if there were a piece of her memory missing—something she just couldn't recall no matter how hard she tried. "Oh, by the way, when you get home today, change into a nicer dress and ditch those jeans and that white shirt." "Why? Is there a party?" "Not exactly." Sheldon kept his eyes on the road as he spoke, "Mr. Spencer's son is back—the one who used to shy away every time you tried to touch him when you were little." "Who?" Maeve frowned. She didn't remember anyone like that. She'd grown up in the Hackett family, and only later did she meet Lyra. As for Charlie, she'd only seen him once, at her coming-of-age ceremony. "His name was... Zi... Zi something…" Sheldon thought for a moment, trying to recall. He was never interested in remembering men's names. Levi had mentioned it many times, but he'd never bothered to listen. "Zion?" "Yeah! Zion!" Sheldon snapped his fingers. Then, a thought struck him, and he glanced at Maeve