I was rattled, more rattled than the ache in my lower belly.
The drive to the Mo Family Mansion was silent and heavy. The rain battered against the windshield, blurring the world outside, mirroring the storm brewing inside the car.
Yichen's hand was on the wheel, and for some reason he was so calm. He wasn't panicking. Every few minutes, he would make a call, issuing orders that seemed like he was mobilizing forces to stop Lixuan from having his way.
For some reason, he no longer looked like a businessman, instead he looked more like the terrifying personality that Lixuan was meant to portray.
Dark and Dangerous.
When we pulled up to the massive iron gates, they swung open instantly. The mansion was already buzzing with activity. Security personnel in dark raincoats lined the perimeter, their earpieces sitting in their ears.
We burst into the main hall, dripping wet and bringing the chill of the storm with us.
