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 glare.

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.

in, landing a solid kick to the manager’s gut. The hefty man flew backward, landing with a thud 1 echoed through the

security guards rushing towards him. They immediately halted in their tracks, exchanging worried looks, unsure whether to proceed. After all,

Callum walked away, his tall

get back on his feet, the pain in his abdomen radiating down to his legs, making them tremble uncontrollably. He watched helplessly

the force of that kick, he knew he

then did

reverberating across the open fields, bending the plants around them in the wake

felt her heart leap into her throat,

her, his presence overwhelming, causing her heartbeat to stumble. She quickly let go, turning away, pretending nothing had happened.

away, all belonging to Lysander’s entourage of

show of force both shocked and comforted Thalassa. Even though Lysander didn’t love her, he

landed on

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