Marcus didn’t waste a second. Within an hour, a sleek, unmarked SUV rolled into Ava’s driveway, accompanied by two security vehicles that looked like ordinary cars but weren’t. Cameron stepped out first—dark suit, silent steps, eyes sharp as a blade.“Mrs. St. James,” he nodded when Ava met him at the door. “Everything is in place.”Ava studied him. “Lord, you look like you fight crime on your lunch break.”Cameron didn’t blink. “Only when needed.”Rory muttered, “See? Even the helpers look dangerous.”Asher appeared behind them, leaning on the doorframe. His color had improved, but his hands still trembled slightly. “Is this… all for me?”Marcus stepped forward. “This is for your safety. And for everyone attached to you.”Asher swallowed, torn between gratitude and humiliation. “I don’t know how to… receive this.”“You don’t have to know,” Marcus said gently. “You just accept it.”Mercedes hugged her father’s arm. “Daddy, it’s okay. Let somebody else be strong for you today.”Bentley
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