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Fitch's gentleness only seemed to fuel Zoey's frustration.

After dinner, she noticed the bodyguards Fitch had sent to escort her.

Fitch was dead set on taking her back to Greenfield, and her whole being screamed resistance. "Fitch, can we just talk for a moment? Even if you do like me, can't you at least hear me out?"

Fitch had already sent Nolan to the car, leaving him and Zoey alone in the foyer.

"Zoey, do I figure into your demands at all? Am I in your future plans? If not, I'm not interested."

Zoey was left speechless by his blunt statement.

She truly didn't want to leave Zion City. She loved it there, and the mere thought of Greenfield sent shivers down her spine.

Overwhelmed by her emotions, she suddenly felt a pain in her stomach, her face turning pale instantly.

Fitch noticed something was off and called out, "Zoey?"

Zoey slowly sat down, sweating profusely and gasping for air.

"What's wrong, Zoey?"

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