168: Fear

Eric stood in his spacious office, the sunlight streaming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows showing a warm glow over the room.

He was meticulously arranging documents for an upcoming meeting with his staff and overseas collaborators. The stakes were high, and the presentation needed to be flawless. Yet, despite the impending meeting, a soft smile played on Eric's lips as he thought about Emily, his fiancée.

Slipping his phone from his pocket, he decided to call her. He wanted to hear her voice, a sweet reassurance amidst the chaos of his day. He dialed her number and waited, the smile still lingering.

The phone rang, but there was no answer. He frowned slightly, dialing again. Still nothing. A hint of worry started to creep in. Emily usually answered his calls, especially since she knew how busy his schedule could get.

Just then, his phone buzzed with an incoming call. It was one of the bodyguards assigned to Emily.

"Mr. Radcliffe," the guard's voice was tense. "We have a situ