Chapter 406 Poisoned

• Tonight, Zachary Luellen wore a black dress shirt. That quiet, understated black made his handsome face look carved by the gods—sharp, perfect. His sleeves were rolled up twice. One hand, wearing a luxury watch, rested on the wheel. He looked steady and refined, the calm swagger of a top businessman all over him.
• Zachary turned his head and instantly saw Hazel standing by the curb.
• She wore a dark red cropped knit top with black pencil pants. Slim, graceful, pure girl vibes. Her long hair fell over her shoulders and drifted in the evening breeze, like the air itself carried her scent.