Chapter 188
She had kept her composure, turning the tables just to get back at Helena for framing her at the Sylphoire banquet…
At this moment, Helena felt as if a long knife had been plunged into her heart.
The handle was in Josephine’s hand, slicing her flesh bit by bit.
The boomerang had come full circle, striking her with doubled ferocity–so this was what it felt like.
Knowing she couldn’t escape, Helena put on a brave face: “Fine, I’ll apologize!”
“To show my sincerity, I’ll write the apology letter however you want, sister.”
However she wants it written…
For a moment, Josephine couldn’t think of a way to make it harsh enough, satisfying enough.
She looked over at Dr. Maynard, who had remained calm and composed throughout. Others followed Josephine’s gaze and also noticed the focused Dr. Maynard.
A few people who knew the gossip were aware that the relationship between these two was also complicated.
But in front of them, they kept their mouths shut.
Josephine’s professional ability was exceptional–giving her face was as good as giving themselves face.
And Dr. Maynard himself had an aura unlike anyone else.
He had a quiet, unassuming presence, yet nothing seemed to escape his control–solid and steady.
Zachery handed Josephine an ice pack, standing tall and straight.
Finn thoughtfully handed him a white towel to wipe his hands.
Zachery lowered his gaze slightly to look at Wilfred.
That’s right, he really did look down at Wilfred.
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Wilfred was 185 cm tall, while Zachery was 188. Though only a 3 cm difference, standing side by side, Wilfred somehow seemed a whole head shorter.
Perhaps those 3 centimeters were all in Zachery’s lower body… his legs, that is.
Zachery’s gaze returned to Josephine’s face, and with a smile he asked, “Do you really want me to say?”
Josephine nodded, “Yes, you say it.”
Zachery lowered his head slightly, the glasses on his nose catching a sharp, cold glint as he moved.
His voice still carried its usual hint of amusement: “An apology letter is just cold words typed out on a keyboard. No matter how sincere it sounds, she might still be cursing under her breath as she writes it.”
“There’s a Sacre–Cour Basilica in the western suburbs of Vexford, famous for its miracles. Ms. Pollard, why not livestream your confession there for a week? If it was a mistake made without malice, God will forgive you.”
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Josephine’s gaze unconsciously followed Zachery’s movements, her eyes shining brightly.
His seemingly casual words, upon closer reflection, revealed a profound depth.
The Sacre–Cour Basilica emphasized a state of prayer marked by ‘focused devotion.‘
Offering prayers was not something that could be glossed over by simply lighting a candle and making the sign of the cross on your knees.
From morning prayers to evening prayers, there was a complete set of rituals. Moreover, two reporters were holding cameras, live–streaming Helena so that everyone could supervise her.
Helena was the one suffering through it all…
Josephine was truly curious–how did Zachery come up with the idea of Sacre–Cour Basilica? She was even more curious about what stories he kept hidden within him, stories that gave him that air of calm after weathering many storms, that deep and concealed wisdom…
Josephine’s foot injury wasn’t serious, but it did affect her ability to press the gas and brake pedals.
So for the time being, she couldn’t drive and had to ride back in Zachery’s car.
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As she fastened her seatbelt, Josephine asked Zachery, “Why did you come?”
Zachery had seen Willred and Helena in a fleeting shot during the press conference.
He couldn’t stop worrying about Josephine, so he made a special trip.
Zachery smiled helplessly. “If I didn’t come to find you, would you ever come to find me?”
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