“Adrian.” Amara’s voice was shaking terribly. But he didn’t look at her. He was still standing outside the car, directly facing the armed men blocking the road. Completely calm. Very calm. And somehow, that scared her more than the weapons. The man holding the phone smiled faintly. “There it is,” he murmured. Adrian’s eyes darkened dangerously. “What do you want?” The man moved his head slightly. “You already know.” “No.” Adrian said. Adrian’s voice became sharp instantly. “You want leverage.” Silence came. Then, the man laughed softly. “Smart as always.” He said. Amara’s breathing was still uneven. Nothing about this situation felt real anymore. An hour ago, she was dealing with public humiliation and emotional confusion. Now, armed men were talking about her mother like she was part of some unknown conspiracy. What was happening? Her pulse pounded roughly as she pushed the car door open slightly. “Don’t,” Adrian said immediately. Without even looking
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