Chapter 235

Neither Adrian nor the housekeepers dared to go near Donovan in the villa. They exchanged uneasy looks and quietly busied themselves cleaning up the mess. Before long, a man stepped through the front door. It was Zachary. He had been in Usna for some time, working on his graduation thesis. It was only yesterday that he heard about what had happened to Giselle, and he couldn't stop himself from boarding his private jet to rush back home. After hearing the full story from Ethan, he, too, had gone two days and nights without a wink of sleep. His emotions were tangled—there was grief, heaviness, and a deep, quiet ache. After all, she was once a woman he'd been completely infatuated with. He was worried about Donovan, so he came over to check on him. "Uncle Don." Zachary walked up to the couch with one hand in his pocket. After taking in Donovan's unshaven face and haggard appearance, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy. Donovan merely lifted his gaze. When he saw who it was