Chapter 107 Zoe Escapes The Mansion

• Night had fallen over the mansion like a heavy, silent shroud, yet the air was charged with an almost electric tension. Every corner seemed to hold echoes of footsteps yet to be taken; every shadow could conceal both vigilance and betrayal. Zoe moved through the hallways with measured, calculated steps, aware of every creak beneath her boots, of every held breath of the guards Ethan still considered loyal. The key rested safely in her pocket, pulsing against her body like a constant reminder of the magnitude of her power, of what she could now do and control.
• She expected no help. She expected no company. Solitude was her ally, her shield, her rule. And yet, something shattered the stillness of the night.
• “It’s not a good idea to stay here,” said a voice from the shadows—low, firm, loaded with authority and challenge.