"Where did BS's Zoey go?"
Rita's mind flashed with the smile Zoey had just shown. She roughly understood its meaning.
For Zoey, that single question spoke more than a thousand words.
Why had Maple Syrup, knowing she was Zoey and not Maple Mu, still kept her?
Perhaps the apocalypse was right at the doorstep, one crisis after another, and she was simply too busy.
Perhaps she knew that nothing could be undone.
Or maybe Maple Syrup truly couldn't tell BS Zoey from Lania Kaia's Maple Mu…
But after that question, all past doubts became irrelevant.
Even if given the chance, Maple Syrup would have unhesitatingly let Maple Mu return, even if Zoey was merely an inferior substitute in her eyes…
For this moment, it was enough.
Zoey's need for emotion had always been limited. To her, power and status equaled love. Other forms of affection were like the chocolate hidden in the tip of an ice cream cone—pleasant surprises, but what she really wanted was the ice cream itself.
