Inherit Billions (Seraphina and Orion)

Chapter 521 She Called Out Williams Name

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Orion's words hung in the air as he leaned back in his seat, crossing his legs with an air of ease. Though he closed his eyes, his hand remained firmly clasped around Seraphina's. Despite her repeated attempts to free herself, his grip stayed unyielding, warm against her cool skin.

Her frustration surged, words bubbling up that she couldn't voice. How could someone be so brazenly shameless?

The car sped down the highway, the landscape outside blurring into streaks of color.

Seraphina's mind raced, struggling to find a solution while her desire to speak to Orion dwindled by the

second.

Her gaze flicked toward Ken, who glanced at her nervously through the rearview mirror.

vard

Their eyes met briefly, and she seized the moment.

"Ken, hand me your phone," she demanded, her tone cutting but controlled. "I'll let this slide if you do."

After all, William had been the target, not her directly.

She had fought her battles and gotten revenge.

She couldn't forget the debt she owed him for saving her life, but she wouldn't jeopardize her relationship with the Dros Group for William's sake-her loyalty lay with the Cross family. Ken hesitated, his fingers twitching slightly as if unsure of what to do.

From the backseat, Orion's voice broke the silence, laced with cold authority. "Don't you dare."

Seraphina's anger flared at his audacity.

"Orion, do you honestly think no one knows you took me? My people will be here soon."

opened slightly, a flicker of discomfort flashing across his face. "Is being with me

bitter laugh, sharp and cutting. "You think

SO

dropping as though offering a strange

she sank back against the seat, unwilling to waste

simmered, her silence a

wouldn't let

soon closed his eyes and

hummed along,

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Seraphina's eyelids grew heavy, her thoughts clouding as exhaustion crept in. Within minutes, she drifted into an uneasy slumber.

loosened his grip on her hand ever

had truly fallen

stared at her. He wished she wasn't so confrontational with him, that she would be at least half as

draped

inside him. The sight of her injured leg was a constant reminder of

gestured toward Ken, who quickly caught on and

was sent

personally escort

He was concise.

Thomas was no secret. The man's constant presence beside

the Cross family informed to

was shortened by

nearly half the drive time, his displeasure evident in the cold look he shot

dare to look back