Chapter 464

Third Person's POV

Cleo felt incredibly unlucky. The capital seemed too small—she couldn't avoid running into people she didn't want to see.

As she turned her head, she caught a familiar figure in her peripheral vision.

Her blood rushed to her head, and her ears buzzed.

Unwanted memories flooded her mind, making her tremble.

It was Dexter, of all people.

Why was Valerica walking into the Bramwell