Chapter 32

"When did you get here?" Jenna changed the subject, not wanting anyone to catch a glimpse of her vulnerability. Zayden took a step closer. "Aren't you curious? It's about James and that woman." Her brows knitted. "What are you trying to say?" He recounted the incident at the police station—how he had seen Wendy there and how James bailed her out afterward. As he spoke, Jenna's expression slowly began to fall apart. Zayden sighed, adding, "I even asked James if he had feelings for her. He didn't admit it, nor did he deny it either." That final sentence seemed to be the breaking point for Jenna. Her jaw clenched, and her hands curled tightly into fists. "Mr. Blackwood, I need a favor," she whispered through gritted teeth. He raised an eyebrow. "What kind of favor?" She leaned in close, her voice low and sharp. "Something that'll ruin Wendy and ensure she can never recover from this ever again." A spark of interest lit up his face. "Now that sounds fun." The two of them lingere