Winona’s hands trembled as she walked out of the city jail. Her knees almost gave out the moment she reached the lobby. One of her bodyguards sprinted forward just in time and caught her by the arm.

“Ma'am, are you alright?” he questioned as he guided her outside.

“Bring me to the hospital. Hurry up,” she ordered and rushed into the car.

It was Astrid. Astrid was holding Ares. That was why her instincts reacted so strongly the moment they faced each other yesterday. Her suspicion ...