Chapter 342

• Zayla Steele stared at him, stunned. She knew Joaquin Latham would actually do it. It wasn’t that he had no conscience—he simply had no heart. Hatred blurred her vision.
• Just then, several people rushed into the room. Someone grabbed Joaquin to keep him from collapsing.
• Others reached for Zayla, begging her not to give up on life, urging her to keep going. They didn’t know she had already stepped into hell first. She was half dead.