Chapter 1913


    It was pretty clear that he had no further interest in engaging with Winston.


    Estelle made her nightly ritual of deliveringte-night snacks, but the person she was searching for


    seemed to have the discipline to resist even these small indulgences. Could it be that her brother was


    so self-controlled that he wouldn''t even sneak a bite?


    She had ventured down to the eleventh basement level more than once, but her efforts hade up


    empty. In a way, no news was good news; at least it meant her brother wasn''t among those subjected


    to the experiments.


    She finally decided to take a couple of days off considering she had been waking up with a sore neck


    and was on the verge of seeking medical advice.


    That night, Estelle and Lambert sat side-by-side at the bar, casually chatting away.


    Evelyn, donning the bar''s signature maid outfit, sauntered over and handed them each a drink with a


    smile. "This one''s on me!"


    Lambert offered a gentlemanly smile in return. "Thanks, beautiful!"


    A blush tinted Evelyn''s cheeks. "Don''t mention it. You''ve both been such a help; I don''t know how to


    thank you enough!"


    Estelle quizzed her, "Have you seen your boyfriend yet?"


    Evelyn shook her head, her expression turning somber. "I''m starting to think he''s avoiding me on


    purpose."


    Her face hardened with resolve. "Unless he''s left Zion, I refuse to believe I can''t find him!"


    "Right on!" cheered Lambert, nodding in agreement. "That''s the spirit you need when chasing after a


    guy!"


    Estelle gave him a sideways nce before advising Evelyn, "Don''t listen to him. If you can''t find him,


    it''s best you head back soon. It''s still pretty dangerous around here."


    Evelyn was visibly torn. "I''ll wait a little longer."


    She had traveled leagues to find this ce, and without hearing it straight from him, she couldn''t let go


    just yet.


    After Evelyn walked away, Lambert turned to Estelle with a knowing look. "You''ve never been in love,


    have you?"


    Estelle arched an eyebrow. "What makes you say that?"


    "Just a hunch!" Lambert leaned back, gazing at her intently. "The heavens must''ve sent me to enlighten


    you."


    Estelle coolly turned her head away, unimpressed. She scanned every passerby without drawing


    attention, still on the lookout for the person she sought.


    Where would Zion hide their top-secret researchers?


    Just then, a curvaceous woman approached, eyeing Lambert with a flirtatious gaze. With her back to


    Estelle, she tried to jostle her aside with a bump of her hips.


    Estelle, anticipating this, had already slid off her bar stool, leaving the woman overbnced and


    tumbling to the floor in an ungainly heap.


    Estelle looked at the fallen woman in astonishment, then back at Lambert, her expression clearly


    saying, "Don''t me me for this."


    Lambert burst into heartyughter.


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    At eleven o''clock that night, Estelle decided to go back and sleep. Uncharacteristically, Lambert


    decided to walk her back.


    A servant arrived with the food they ordered, and Lambert poured Estelle a cocktail, his eyes


    smoldering with temptation. "Care for somepany tonight?"


    Estelle ignored his offer, heading for the fridge to grab a bottle of water instead. After a hefty gulp, she


    retorted, "If you''re feeling lonely, there''s no shortage ofpany for you."


    Lambert moved closer, cornering Estelle against the fridge. With his lean frame, athletic build, and a


    handsome face, his allure was undeniable. "I''m curious," he said, his voice a deep, maic whisper.


    "With all I have to offer, how can you remain so unaffected?"


    He looked down at her intently, noting the natural beauty in her eyes, the delicate curve of her nose,


    and the soft pink of her lips, untouched by lipstick. He had seen this look before; Estelle wasn''t ying


    hard to get, she genuinely seemed to be at peace, her heart still.


    His gaze deepened, and his voice dropped an octave. "Could it be you''re into women?"


    Estelle''s expression remained unchanged as she pushed past him, striding towards the stairs. Pausing


    after a few steps, she turned back. "As for your earlier question, I can tell you why."


    "Oh?" Lambert looked up at her with piqued interest.


    Estelle''s eyes were clear and steady. "Because the man I love is even more remarkable than you."