Chapter 451

• Even now, plenty of people were still stunned. In their heads, they kept replaying the scene of Zayla Steele kneeling on the floor, tears clinging to her lashes, those dark eyes drained of light—despair so beautiful it hurt to look at.
• Felix Brooks sat below the stage, eyes tinged red, a proud smile tugging at his mouth.
• Look—this was the girl he liked. A rare jewel, priceless. Not only gorgeous, but fiercely capable. He couldn’t imagine anyone other than him being worthy of her.