《Owned By my father's Enemy 》全部章節：第 61 章 - 第 70 章

The person kept dragging Adaline through the sudden darkness, his grip firm and unyielding around her wrist as she stumbled slightly, trying to keep up while also trying to pull free, her voice rising with discomfort as the pressure on her wrist tightened painfully until the lights flickered back on, revealing Ronan, his expression tense as he continued pulling her away from the crowd before finally releasing her when she resisted again, the sudden release making her stumble slightly as she clutched her wrist, her brows furrowing as she rubbed the sore spot, her breathing uneven as she looked at him in shock and frustration, the tension between them immediately thick and suffocating. She lifted her gaze to him, her voice firm but laced with irritation as she spoke."What is wrong with you, why would you drag me like that, you were hurting me, Ronan."Ronan's jaw clenched as he stared at her, his eyes dark with frustration as he stepped closer, his tone controlled but sharp."You were

Tyler spoke up as he got closer to them, his footsteps calm and deliberate as he closed the distance between himself and the tense pair standing in the hallway, his presence immediately shifting the atmosphere."Hi Adaline, hi Mr Ronan."He extended his hand politely, his expression friendly, but Ronan didn't even glance at it, his jaw tightening as he refused to acknowledge the gesture. Tyler paused briefly, clearly aware of the rejection, before he slowly pulled his hand back and placed it inside his pocket, maintaining his composure with ease.Ronan's eyes dropped to the suitcase beside Tyler, and he gritted his teeth, his irritation building as his thoughts turned dark. This man just keeps spoiling everything for me.Tyler followed his gaze, glancing at the suitcase before letting out a small, almost amused smile, as if he was fully aware of the tension he was creating. Then he spoke, his tone casual, as though everything was perfectly normal."I am actually here to meet a potenti

Adaline woke up with a sharp frown, irritation settling on her face even before she fully opened her eyes, the persistent knocking on her door refusing to stop no matter how much she tried to ignore it as she turned to the other side of the bed and buried her face deeper into the pillow, hoping whoever it was would eventually give up and leave, but the sound only grew more insistent, more deliberate, dragging her out of the little comfort she had managed to find in her sleep as she let out a low groan and reached blindly for her phone, squinting at the screen before her eyes widened slightly at the time because it was already almost afternoon, a realization that made her groan again because she rarely ever slept that long, yet her body still felt heavy and unwilling to move as the knocking continued without mercy.She dragged herself out of bed reluctantly, her movements slow and uncoordinated as she walked toward the door, her hair slightly messy and her expression clearly annoyed as

The moment the door swung open, the tension inside the cramped storage room snapped into something sharp and suffocating as Camilla immediately lowered her raised hand, her expression shifting in an instant from rage to feigned composure, though the flicker of panic in her eyes did not go unnoticed. She had not expected to be seen, not like this, not by him.Ronan stepped in first, his presence commanding the small space as his gaze moved swiftly from Camilla to Adaline, then back again, his jaw tightening as he took in the scene before him while Tyler lingered just behind him, silent but observant, his eyes narrowing slightly as he processed what he was seeing. He had followed Ronan out of curiosity earlier, noticing the urgency in his movements, and now everything unfolding before him felt far too deliberate to be coincidence.Ronan's voice came out low and controlled, though the anger beneath it was unmistakable."What were you about to do?"Camilla swallowed, forcing a weak smile

Ronan opened his eyes slowly, the weight in his chest already present before he was even fully awake, a quiet unease settling deep within him as though something had shifted overnight and refused to return to how it once was, his gaze drifting toward the ceiling as he reached for his phone, the dim light of the screen reflecting against his tired eyes as he checked the time and saw it was four in the morning, far too early for someone who had barely slept, yet his mind felt far too restless to return to sleep.He exhaled softly and let his head fall back against the pillow, staring blankly ahead as thoughts of Adaline filled his mind without invitation, lingering, persistent, refusing to fade no matter how much he tried to focus on something else, her face, her voice, the way she had walked past him without a single glance, the way her eyes looked at him as if he were nothing more than a stranger, something he had never experienced before and something that unsettled him more than he