Adrian had just awakened from his coma, stirred by Holdenâs forceful slaps.
Holden hoped a few more might snap Adrian out of his confused state, so he raised his hand and struck Adrian again.
The room resounded with the sharp sound of slaps and Adrianâs agonized screams.
âAdrianâs face is already swollen.
If you continue like this, he might not survive,â Bennett said.
Hearing this, Holden stopped.
Then, he asked Adrian about Arianaâs whereabouts again.
But Adrianâs gaze was still unfocused.
Clutching his swollen face, he just chuckled at Holden.
Holden sighed, knowing Adrian was still lost in delusion, mistaking him for Jennifer.
With no other option, Holden decided to play along.
He fixed his gaze on Adrian and urged him to stand up, follow him, and stay silent.
Adrian rose unsteadily, attempting to raise three fingers in compliance.
Hindered by the drugs, he managed to show only his middle finger to Holden.
Holden brushed off Adrianâs rudeness, his focus now on finding Ariana, his expression tense with worry.
Suddenly, the screen Lit up on the wall, attracting both Holdenâs and Bennettâs attention.
On the screen, Moss, who should have been drunk, appeared.
Instinctively, Holden glanced at Be
nnett and demanded in a stern tone, âDidnât you claim to have dealt with Moss? Whatâs this?â
âI did.
I really donât know why this happened,â Bennett responded with a darkened face.
He had anticipated Moss falling into the trap, but instead, Moss launched a counterattack.
Moss declared, âAre you done playing games? I no longer have the patience to entertain you.
â
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He then fixed his gaze on Holden and asked bluntly, âYouâre not Bennettâs bodyguard, right? Who exactly are you?â
By this point, Holden knew it was futile to keep his identity a secret.
Holden disclosed his true identity to Moss, telling Moss that his sole purpose was to take Ariana away.
A grin spread across Mossâ face as he learned that Holden was the current leader of Fredrick family.
âSo, Ariana was telling the truth after all.
She really is Mrs.
Fredrick.
â Moss chuckled, his grin broadening.
âYou know, considering our family connections, we should have been quite close since I used to be close to Aldus.
â
Moss was relaxed and ready to engage in conversation, but Holden had no interest in small talk.
With a serious expression, he got straight to the point.
âDid you take Ariana? You better hand her over before I lose my patience, or I swear Iâll dismantle this metal house of yours and put a stop to your experiments.
â
Moss, fully aware of who Holden was, seemed unfazed by his threats.
He casually turned to his nephew, Bennett.
They exchanged a glance.
Moss raised an eyebrow and rebuked Bennett, âWhatâs going on here? Since when did you start helping an outsider?â
Bennett, clearly irritated by Mossâ prolonged speech, snorted âUncle Moss, donât be so serious.
Iâve just been stuck in this metal box too long, looking for some entertainment,â Bennett replied, feigning innocence with a casual grin.