"Because I asked him for help, and he promised he’d do it—which he did!" Mrs. Gabe snapped, rolling her eyes. Bryan, who had been silently observing, raised an eyebrow. "Ma’am, are you sure he’s the one? Did he actually tell you that?" he asked, his voice calm but laced with doubt. Mrs. Gabe glare

Bryan smiled calmly and nodded, gently taking Ava's hand since she was being held against her will. "Let's go," he said, his voice steady as he turned to leave with her, but Julian swiftly blocked their path, his face twisted in anger. "Where do you think you're going? What do you think you're doin

Julian shuddered, his voice trembling with anger, “Don’t tell me you're asking them to throw me out. Me? Do you know who I am? Do you know my father?” His voice rose to a yell, face flushed with indignation. “I want him thrown out this instant!” Bryan ordered coldly, his expression hard as stone.

Bryan frowned deeply, his brows knitting together as curiosity crept into his voice. "What do you mean this isn't the right time?" "Some people tried to kill Mr. James," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "They thought he was you. So, precisely, they're trying to kill you. They abducted him an

Ava stood in the middle as accusations were thrown at her. "Do you know the man?" "Yes..." she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper, her gaze fixed on the floor. "Do you date him?" "Yes..." Ava nodded, a hint of shame crossing her face. "You went to the hotel with him together?"