Chapter 61: Mafia Leader
Callum, who had just arrived, saw the commotion. People were recording and whispering among themselves. His eyes widened as he rushed forward and leaned close to Eryx.
"Sir, this isn’t looking good. Please hold back, or the chairman will give you an earful."
Eryx let out a sharp breath, his jaw tightening. He held onto Gideon for a second longer before finally shoving him back. Gideon stumbled slightly, rubbing his neck while glaring at Eryx.
Lunara exhaled slowly, steadying her expression. She was tense, but she refused to shrink away. Instead, she lifted her chin, trying her best to calm herself, and looked Gideon straight in the eyes. "I’m not going anywhere with you." Her voice was firm, unwavering.
"Then how do you plan to settle the debt?" Gideon had the audacity to ask, despite the cold stare Eryx was still giving him.
"That’s not my debt to settle. You took everything—every penny I had—and now I have to clean up your mess too?" Lunara felt the warmth of Eryx’s hand as he clasped theirs together, grounding her.
Eryx’s voice was flat, but it left no room for argument. "Tomorrow. Three in the afternoon. Tell Old Man Vaughn to meet me at my office." Without waiting for a response, he turned, leading Lunara toward the car.
The moment they slipped into the car, Lunara let out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding. Eryx leaned back against the seat, his eyes staring straight into the rearview mirror.
"How did he get out?" Eryx’s voice was sharp, demanding answers.
Callum adjusted his posture. "I’m still looking into it, sir, but I believe Gideon asked Old Man Vaughn for help."
Eryx scoffed, shaking his head. "Figures." He turned his gaze to the window, watching as the hospital disappeared behind them. His grip on Lunara’s hand tightened slightly.