Chapter 43

At the same time, a powerful blow struck Liam square in the chest. Liam let out a painful scream and instinctively released Cynthia. He stumbled backward into a flowerbed. Cynthia found herself falling into a strong, broad embrace. Her heart raced as she looked up to see the tall, commanding figure bathed in the morning light. He stood with his back to the sun as an air of mystery and elegance surrounded him. He was like a guardian angel descending from the heavens. It was Zachary. His sharp gaze swept over Cynthia, ensuring she was unharmed before turning to Liam. His eyes, icy and detached, locked on Liam with the kind of disdain reserved for someone utterly insignificant. "Looks like yesterday's punishment wasn't nearly enough for you," Zachary said, his voice cold and merciless. He adopted the tone of a king looking down on a pathetic peasant. Liam froze in shock. "It was you? You were the one who punished me?" He had thought it was Marvin. Zachary sneered and pulled out his