By nine in the morning, Adrian had already showered and changed.He stood in front of his bedroom mirror, looking more tired than he wanted to admit. He had barely slept. Every time he closed his eyes, he remembered the warehouse, the children, Serena’s face when she finally held them again.His phone rested on the table. He picked it up. Serena’s name was on the screen. He almost called to inform her of the investors pulling out today. Then he stopped. She had been through enough. Her children had only just returned home after being kidnapped. She needed peace, not another phone call from him asking questions.Adrian put the phone down.“Let her rest,” he whispered.He picked up his jacket and left.The Laurent Group headquarters was already busy when he arrived. Employees moved quickly through the halls, but the usual energy was missing. People knew about the problems surrounding the company. They knew the investors were meeting that morning. And they knew this meeting could decide
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