Chapter 457. The Strike That Will Cripple Him

Zeke could tolerate ridicule and slander from others, but the one thing he couldn’t stomach was being doubted—especially by Caitlin.

Like swearing a blood oath, he clenched his fists tightly.

“Who said I was scared? Who said I care about the damn title of Count’s son? You think I treasure that?”

“I know you don’t. If you did, you wouldn’t have cut ties with Zorro and come to me.”

Caitlin exhaled deeply.

“Zeke, I said all this because I see you as a friend. I believe you can tell right from wrong, that you’re nothing like Zorro. That’s why I don’t want you to be blinded or manipulated.”

She said she believed in him.

Something about those words, the way she said them, hit Zeke straight in the chest. Her sincerity struck a chord.

He was silent for a long time, but finally, he nodded.

“Alright. Give me some time. I’ll get the truth.”

Caitlin let out a breath of relief.

“Good. Focus on recovering. You can deal with it afte