Chapter 333 A Lie As A Prelude To Truth

The question scrapped against the air so abruptly that, while it was not loud, it pounded and reverberated across the hall.

Everyone heard it. All at once, wandering eyes pooled over the source of the voice where a young man in a suit stood.

His first button was undone and his tie was absent—a combination of fashion choices that made him appear charmingly cavalier and nonconformist. He had eschewed styling his hair, contrasting everyone else in the room, and let his mane assume its natural form. He did not bear the most handsome features in the room, but he had something else to him—an air of alternative duende—that made it hard to tear one’s attention away from him.

Who else could this be other than Zayn Larson?

Hearing him speaking up made Gordon, who stood near him, gawk in nonplussed shock. Never in his imagination had he ever predicted Alexandra’s boyfriend to be him!

The familiarity in his voice arrested every muscle in Alexandra’s face. She turned to find Zayn, and the tear