Chapter 85 - Leader of the Enemy

My anger surged as I spoke, and I was catching my breath, fueled by hunger, the wounds on my wrists and legs, and the fact that no one had shown up to rescue me. I bit my lower lip in frustration.

Arik wasn't here either. No one was coming to save me, and I didn't know what to do. It felt like my courage was fading, and escape seemed impossible.

"You don't know Liam that well. Maybe you're right, he's lost it. If I were you, I'd just go along with whatever he wants," Xavier advised before leaving.

I wanted to ask him more questions, but it was too late. When I looked back at the table, I was shocked to see that he had left his gun. I immediately stood up even though it was difficult and jumped over to the table to pick it up.

Exactly when I got the gun was the opening of the door again and the blank expression of Liam exposed to me.

My chest throbbed with extreme nervousness. I simply put the gun behind me and remained standing there.

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