Chapter 89 Champagne Rose

"This is unfair," Zenon muttered quietly to himself, his voice barely a whisper as he gazed upon Meredith's features. In the quiet of the moment, his words hung heavy in the air, a testament to the turmoil raging within him. Zenon had always prided himself on his unwavering self-discipline, a trait honed through years of rigorous training and countless missions. He had encountered many alluring women in the course of his work. Their beauty had often been used as a weapon to distract and disarm. Yet, despite their charms, Zenon had always remained resolute, his heart unmoved by their allure.