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    “I understand.”


    Maia lowered her gaze, her hands curling into fists in herp. She knew too well that it wasn’t prison walls holding Zoey captive — it was an oath.


    Kolton had bound her with a vow carrying dire consequences. Without the approval of the Cooper family’s current patriarch, Zoey would never be able to walk out of Wront Prison on her own.


    Maia remembered clearly that for four long years, Zoey repeated her promise to help her escape, yet every attempt ended at the threshold, her courage faltering with excuses that pulled her back.


    Not once did Zoey defy the vow binding her.


    Still, vows were not unbreakable.


    When Chris eventually rose as the head of the Cooper Group, his order could free Zoey without her oath being shattered.


    Maia lifted her eyes, her voice calm and deliberate. “I know what you’re going through, Rnd. But this isn’t the right moment. Give me more time.”


    She hesitated briefly before adding her pledge. “I’ll carry forward the investigation you started, and when the timees, I’ll be the one to convince Zoey to ce her trust in you and allow her case to be overturned.”


    Before another word could be spoken, noise erupted from beyond the suite’s door.


    “Move fast! Team Two and Team Three, surround them from the back! Team One, keep pressing forward! Do not let that scoundrel escape!” a voice shouted from beyond the doorway. The walkie-talkie sputtered with harsh static, blending with the rhythm of boots pounding the floor.


    Inside the presidential suite, the three upants froze in rm.


    “Are you kidding me?” Pattie edged closer to Rnd. Though she was afraid, she instinctively stood before him to shield him.


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    Rnd shifted his stance, cing himself in front of Pattie with quiet resolve. “Rx. I will handle this.”


    He yanked his necktie free, rolled his shoulders, and squared himself like a fighter ready for a brawl.


    The sight of Rnd shielding her so firmly sent another wave of heat rushing to Pattie’s face.


    At the same time, Maia was striding toward the door, her thoughts racing without pause.


    How did Kolton’s men manage to track them down? Was she being followed this whole time? If that was the case, when had it started?


    If Kolton had nothing to do with this, then could Zoey’swork be the one behind it? The thought alone seemed far-fetched.


    At that moment, the door handle turned, and the lead bodyguard, whom they had briefly met earlier, entered the room. “Ms. Miller, two of my men have already been taken down. The intruder fights like a professional and shows no mercy,” he said, his eyesnding squarely on Maia. “I checked the surveince feeds from thest couple of hours. Ms. Watson, someone was on your trail, wearing a disguise. Our tech division is working on reconstructing the face.”


    “Where is that person now?” Pattie asked, her voice sharp with fear. “Are we actually safe at the moment?”


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