He threw me out onto the street with not a single dollar, but when he found out I was expecting 3 heirs, he sent his lawyers to the hospital. ‘The babies are mine,’ he shouted, not knowing that the most feared magnate in the country had already paid my bill.

That was when a man from the back of the bus stood up. He wore a dark coat and moved with calm authority, the kind that made people step aside without understanding why. He came straight to her and said the driver would not stop the bus, and that she was coming with him. Before she could argue, he lifted her as if her weight meant nothing, pushed open the emergency exit, and carried her through the rain toward a discreet armored vehicle waiting behind the traffic barriers.

He placed her inside, gave a brief order to the driver, and handed her a black card with gold lettering. He told her to breathe steadily and call the number if Nick Drayke came anywhere near her again that night. The card read Lucien Arkwright, a name linked to extraordinary influence across courts, government, and finance. Adeline asked why he was helping her at all. Lucien looked at her for a long second and said that her mother had asked him to protect her before she died.

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