"That's your word," Adam said, his voice light but laced with a hint of warning. "Don’t go back on it when things get tough." Henry scoffed, his eyes glinting with arrogance. "My word is ironclad. But this is your one shot, Adam. One billion dollars, or your arms get snapped." Tessa looked at Henry, then back at Adam, her brow furrowed. "Adam, what are you talking about? Where would you even get that kind of money?" She turned to Henry, trying to downplay the tension. "He's just joking, don’t take it seriously." But Henry's expression turned icy, his tone cutting through the air. "I’m not joking. I want proof of funds, now." Adam’s gaze remained steady. "I don’t have it on me right now," he replied, his calmness only increasing the tension. "Good," Henry said, his smile cold and cruel. "Then break his arms." "Wait, Henry, please," Tessa pleaded, her voice desperate. "You don’t need to do this. Let him go." "No!" Henry's voice was sharp, his eyes narrowing. "I haven’t forgotten e
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