Chapter 837

Jack had noticed that Zeta was approaching him. She was indeed very beautiful. When the wind billowed about the hem of her skirt, it made her seem rather weak and frail, stirring up one's desire to protect her. She stopped at Jack's side, steadying her feet in her canvas shoes. She adjusted the strands of hair that the wind had blown out of place before lowering her head and saying, "Hello, there. Are you alone?" Zeta had big eyes and a button nose. Her features existed in perfect harmony on her face, reminiscent of a juicy peach. Jack could even smell the scent of her soap wafting off her. She smelled clean and refreshing, like the scent of fresh cotton. "Yes," Jack answered while nodding his head. He smiled freely at the woman, who he thought was rather cute. When he noticed that Ruth was among the group of youngsters, his demeanor turned even friendlier. Hesitation laced Zeta's words as she said, "My friends are over there, and they're a rowdy bunch. The banquet I'm attending t