Bella trembled in Christopher's arms. She felt a flicker of hope. 'Could it be Justin? Could it be her brothers? Have they finally found me?!'

Intense emotions crashed within her, and tears welled up in her eyes. However, she was under the influence of drugs-her limbs were weak, devoid of any strength, making it impossible for her to struggle out of his embrace.

"A guest?"

Christopher's face instantly soured. "How many?"

"Just one... a man."

The tension in Christopher's heart did not ease upon hearing this.

footsteps echoed through the hall, unimpeded, as they made their way directly into

voice was

heartbeat quickened as she looked over. What she saw

stared unblinkingly at the man's familiar face-a face deeply etched in her heart. Her heart was pounding heavily inside her chest as her breath

pain, the longing, and the suppressed fear overwhelmed her like a flood. She wept like a child, tears streaming down her face,

exactly like her dead brother, Hugh. He remained expressionless. His

the tear-streaked Bella before turning his indifferent gaze to Christopher. "Our Boss has sent me

help me?" Christopher's voice strained as he stared

raising an eyebrow. "Surely having another helper would ultimately bring you more good than harm, right?" Christopher felt a sharp sting in his heart. He knew what that face meant to Bella. Grant was a meticulous strategist who never made a wrong move. There was only one possibility-bringing

salty tears slipping into her mouth. This man was also under the command of the

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