Chapter 974


    “Look, whether I spill the beans or zip it, that’s my call. And who the hell are you to question me?”


    Callum shot back with a challenging re.


    The hotel manager, fuming by now, squared up to him. “I may not have a say in your business, but


    make no mistake-you’re not dragging me down wit you. You’re not walking out of here today, not on my


    watch!”


    “That’s where you’re wrong,” Callum replied coolly.


    Without another word, he turned his back on the manager and strode toward the exit.


    The manager was a portly man, his beer belly a testament to many a night spent indulging in the bar.


    With fists clenched in anger, he resembled a bull about to charge, eyes locked on Callum, ready for a


    showdown.


    As Callum approached, the manager let out a guttural roar and lunged forward, aiming to tackle him to


    the ground.


    However, Callum’s foot shot out before he could close in,nding a solid kick to the manager’s gut. The


    hefty man flew backward,nding with a thud 1 echoed through the lobby, pain etched across his face.


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    Callum cast a brief, intimidating nce at the security guards rushing towards him. They immediately


    halted in their tracks, exchanging worried looks, unsure whether to proceed. After all, they were just


    hired hands making a modest wage, and risking their lives wasn’t in the job description.


    Shaking off the confrontation, Callum walked away, his tall frame disappearing out of the hotel.


    It took the manager some time to get back on his feet, the pain in his abdomen radiating down to his


    legs, making them tremble uncontrobly. He watched helplessly as Callum left, frustrated and worried


    about what secrets might be revealed about his establishment.


    After feeling the force of that kick, he knew he was no match for Callum.


    Lysander led Thssa onto the helicopter, and only then did she realize he had arrived by air.


    The engine roared to life, the sound reverberating across the open fields, bending the nts around


    them in the wake of the powerful gusts.


    As they lifted off, Thssa felt her heart leap into her throat, fear gripping her as she instinctively


    grabbed Lysander’s arm.


    He nced at her, his presence overwhelming, causing her heartbeat to stumble. She quickly let go,


    turning away, pretending nothing had happened. Lysander simply watched her for a moment before


    looking ahead again.


    From the helicopter, Thssa saw a line of ck vehicles driving away, all belonging to Lysander’s


    entourage of bodyguards. How many people had he brought with him? Was it all for her?


    The show of force both shocked andforted Thssa. Even though Lysander didn’t love her, he


    always appeared when she was in danger. Yet his coldness and ruthlessness were suffocating.


    About ten minutester, theynded on the Sinir Group’s rooftop helipad.


    Lysander disembarked first, and Thssa quickly followed. As she descended the helicopter’sdder,


    her foot slipped, and she swayed dangerously on the edge.


    Proceeding cautiously with her eyes on the ground, her waist was suddenly gripped tight. Lysander had


    caught her, his strong arms lifting her off thedder.


    Her breath hitched as she instinctively clung to his neck.


    The moment her skin touched his, she felt the heat of his body, the strength in his arms causing her


    heartbeat to race.


    One moment she was cautiously descending, the next she was swept into his arms, her feet firmly on


    solid ground.


    Still somewhat dazed by the unexpected rescue, Thssa looked up at Lysander.


    “Come with me,” he said, his cold gaze flickering over her before he turned and walked ahead.