Chapter 7 - A Child’s Innocent Whisper Exposes Hidden Guilt
Before Marcus could lunge across the desk or draw his concealed weapon, little Lily scrambled up from the rug.
She ran straight toward Adrian’s wheelchair, wrapping her small arms around his knee to shield him from the bad man.
“Don't let him hurt you, Daddy,” Lily pleaded, looking up at Marcus with eyes blazing with protective fury.
Adrian scooped her up into his lap with one powerful arm, keeping his other hand resting near his hidden holster.
“It’s over, Marcus. You don't have an exit strategy from this estate, and my guards already locked the gates,” Adrian stated.
Marcus’s hand hovered frantically inside his suit jacket, his fingers twitching toward the steel grip of his backup pistol.
“You think a wheelchair makes you untouchable, Adrian? I built half this syndicate while you were playing family!” Marcus roared.
He pulled a silenced automatic pistol from his shoulder holster, aiming the black barrel straight at Adrian’s chest.
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“Say goodbye to your new little daughter, boss,” Marcus snarled, his finger tightening slowly against the trigger.
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