Recently, Zachary had been running around to secure investments.


    Thepanies in Rivertown were unlikely to invest in Gomez Group, so he had to explore opportunities elsewhere. Most of his timetely was spent in hotels and on airnes.


    That day, he had just arrived back in Rivertown, and Zion came to pick him up.


    It was early evening, and they were on their way to dinner.


    At a red light, Zion nced at Zachary, who was flipping through old photos of him and Tessa.


    Zion''s lips parted as if he wanted to say something, but he hesitated.


    Before he could speak, Zachary leaned over and showed him his phone, his expression soft and full of emotion. "Look at how happy we were back then."


    Zion''s expression grewplicated.


    Last time, Zachary had asked him to buy a ring, saying he intended to win Tessa back.


    At the time, Zachary mentioned that Tessa was about to get engaged. He had also said it would be immoral to go after someone else''s fiancée.


    Since returning to Rivertown, he didn''t dare ask Zachary about Tessa.


    Ever since Tessa left Haverford, Zion had never seen her, nor did he know anything about her fiancé. However, during his time spent with Zachary recently, he could sense that his friend smiled far less often. In the past, Zachary had always been the life of the party at gatherings. But now, he would drink alone in silence more often than not. When drunk, he would call out Tessa''s name and be filled with sorrow.


    At that moment, Zachary was looking at their old photos with a rare smile, seemingly lost in his memories, deceiving himself to no end.


    Zion felt like Zachary was losing himself. He wanted to ask if he''d given her the ring but couldn''t bring himself to say it.


    In the end, Zion could only let out a deep sigh.


    The red light turned green just like that.


    The driver stepped on the gas, and the car moved forward.


    Finally, Zion couldn''t hold back any longer and said, "Zachary, as your friend, have to advise you. You had a great rtionship with Tessa, but she has a fiancé now, so don''t do anything immoral."


    "Immoral?" Zachary scoffed dismissively. "I''ve told you before. I don''t care about morality. I just want her by my side."


    Zion frowned in displeasure and continued to advise, "She''s about to get married, so how could you "


    Zachary remained indifferent. "Zion


    don''t you know how things are in our circle? How many married couples do you know y around outside? Isn''t that prettymon? belongs to


    Zion was silent for a moment before replying, "Common doesn''t make it right."


    Zachary''s face darkened, and he didn''t respond.


    Zion said nothing more. He realized that someone without a sense of morality couldn''t be restrained by it.


    To him, Zachary was pathetic. He didn''t cherish Tessa when he had her, and only regretted it after losing


    her.


    The


    runtown area. It was down soon entered the bustling


    rush hour, and traffic was with a long line of cars. belongs to


    Zachary casually leaned back, staring idly out of the window, lost in his thoughts.


    Suddenly, he spotted a familiar figure.


    "Stop the car!" Zachary shouted.


    Zion was confused as he asked, "What?"


    Seeing Zachary stare out of the window, Zion followed his gaze and froze.


    In an instant, he understood why Zachary demanded the car to stop.


    On the sidewalk, Tessa was walking with a man.


    up


    Both of them were walking in their direction, close enough for their faces to be clearly seen.


    The man was handsome, exuding an air of refinement. His attire was impable, clearly indicating he wasn''t an ordinary person.


    They were talking andughing, their demeanor intimate.