To Samuel King, Zoe Pierce was no longer just a rising star—she was one destined to shine brightly.
Ever since the Federation had made its move, boarding the Starship and releasing the news, search queries about Zoe Pierce had overwhelmed those for the top Omega celebrities, even surpassing Miles Sherman and his friends.
Unbeknownst to her, a candid photo of her standing elegantly on the Starship, a smile on her face, had rekindled memories from several months ago across Interstellar Space.
Anyone could see it in her bearing—Zoe Pierce carried herself with a growing ease and natural grace.
Everyone was waiting in anticipation.
The focus of this public celebration was, without a doubt, Zoe Pierce.
More than anyone, Samuel King was terrified of something going wrong. If any trouble arose, he would be the one left to deal with the fallout.
His affability was so pronounced it was almost unsettling.
