Daisy's POV
Liam left the house early this morning. As soon as he got that phone call, his mood changed. He became quiet and distant. He didn’t say much to me, just that he had to go to the office for an urgent matter. But I could see it in his eyes—something wasn’t right. My heart told me he was in danger, and I wasn’t going to sit and do nothing.
As soon as I stepped out of his room, I picked up my phone and called my driver.
“Hello, Madam,” he answered politely.
“Liam will be leaving soon . Please, place a tracker on his car. I have a bad feeling,” I said quietly, making sure no one else could hear me.
“Understood, Madam. I’ll take care of it right away,” he replied.
I ended the call and rushed to my room. I needed to get ready quickly. If my gut feeling was right, then the sooner
