Chapter 900

Zach rubbed his forehead and took a moment to rest in the passenger seat. Then, without saying

anything to Cecilia, he quietly left the car. Carrying his black suit over his arm, he walked

through the unlocked front door, heading straight for the foyer.

Margaret had been half-asleep at the dining table when a noise made her jump. “Oh my… Mr.

Jardin?” she said, wide-eyed.

Zach hung his jacket on the coat rack without making a fuss. He glanced around the room. ”

Where’s Madelyn?” he asked.

asleep.” Her words trailed off as worry etched her face. “Oh no, the creamy chicken soup!”

Zach was no longer there.

then she averted her gaze. A gust of wind brought the familiar scent of Chanel, a perfume Cecilia was known to wear. The cool detachment in Madelyn’s

But now, they might as well

it gently on the desk beside Madelyn. Madelyn, attempting to place her drawing board down and finding

word, Zach took the board and made room for her. “Take your time with the drawing. Drink some soup and rest up,” he said with a gentle tone. Madelyn did not respond, her eyes fixed elsewhere. Zach tucked the board away, opened a window to the night, and leaned on the sill, watching her sip the soup. He took a thoughtful drag from his cigarette, the smoke disappearing into the night. ‘We used to be so close, sharing every

great divide has grown between us.’

you were

at him with tired,

you do? Why

at her. She went on, getting more worried. “Did you make him disappear? Tell

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