The Heir of My Enemy Is My Secret Lover.
Zen was her son, and she would protect him at any cost.
"Alright, you’re right. So, if that’s what we want, we’ll pretend and keep this information hidden. Agreed?" Zacarias asked. Lílian nodded, her throat tight with emotion.
Meanwhile, Zen had just parked his car in the underground garage of Alpha Corp, a little farther from the other cars and the elevator. Lavínia glanced around nervously, fearing someone might see them arriving together. Zen watched her for a few seconds with irony, a smirk tugging at his lips.
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