James
From the moment I spotted her, something in me tightened. Zelda Liamson was crouched on the cold ground outside the hotel, barefoot and clad only in a thin dance costume. She clutched her phone like it was her last lifeline, her face pale, her shoulders trembling slightly. She looked completely lost, like a lone figure adrift in an unforgiving storm.
It was hard to reconcile this image with what Anna had told me earlier. Anna claimed she’d left irresponsibly, but this? This wasn’t the demeanour of someone careless or dismissive. Something had clearly gone wrong, but I didn’t move.
Chen Ting, sitting stiffly in the driver’s seat, glanced back at me hesitantly. “Boss, should I go ask Madam what happened?”
I kept my eyes on her, my hand gripping the door handle tightly. My
