Chapter 62: The Invitation to Power
Adrian’s heart pounded as the figures closed in, their polished shoes tapping against the concrete. The man in the suit, exuding the confidence of someone who had orchestrated this entire moment, took a slow step forward. His presence alone sent a chill through the night air. “You’re coming with me,” he said, adjusting his cufflinks. “There’s someone who wants to meet you.” Adrian didn’t move. His instincts screamed at him to run, but he knew it would be useless. These people were professionals—dangerous ones. Ivy, standing beside him, reached for something inside her coat, but the suited man raised a hand. “Ah, ah,” he warned, his voice smooth. “Let’s not make this messy. After all, we’re not enemies.” “Then who the hell are you?” Adrian demanded, his fists clenching. The man smirked
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