Chapter 37

Zen leaned over to Rosalia. “Hey, could you point me to the restroom?”

Rosalia nodded and stood up. “I’ll take you there.”

Zen gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. “No need to stress yourself. Just point me in the right direction.”

She gave him a small smile and pointed down a hallway. “It’s straight down there. The last door on the left.”

“Thanks,” Zen replied, giving her a nod before making his way toward the restroom.

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As he finished washing his hands and stepped out of the restroom, he almost bumped into two men waiting outside—Silas Wales and his friend, Dave. Zen’s eyes met Silas's, and he recognized the familiar sneer. Silas, whose ego Zen had bruised in a previous encounter, clearly hadn’t forgotten.

“Long time no see,” Silas said with a forced smile, his tone dripping with condescension.

Zen raised an eyebrow, with a calm expression. “It’s been a while, Silas,” he replied evenly, not showing any hint of concern.

Dave smirked, leaning against the wall. “Still