On the other hand, Adrian sent his forces to Nikolai's every hideout and penthouse.
Marcus had spilled the addresses after Adrian's brutal threats and torture.
Adrian was driving the car at otherworldly speed, making Alex tense up.
He could sense that Adrian's calm and collected persona was cracking with every passing hour.
Marcus's unmoving body was kept beside Alex.
Heavy blood loss and endless torture had turned his body pale white.
"Alex, make sure he doesn't die that easily. I have a lot of new ways to play with his pity soul."
Adrian's voice was full of twisted ideas and rage.
Alex nodded before splashing a whole bottle of water on Marcus's face harshly, making him cough.
Adrian smirked at his poor state before speaking in a mocking voice, "Should I call a doctor for my most lovable guest?"
Adrian laughed menacingly before focusing on the GPS showing the hideout locations.
On the other side, Elena was going through the cupboards to find the jewellery she wore on the wedding day.
Her hands were trembling as she tossed every piece of clothing from the cupboard wildly to find them.
But there was no sign of it.
She almost cried out because money was the most important thing she needed for her escape.
Her eyes suddenly fell on the dustbin at the corner of the room.
Without thinking anything, she opened the lid.
The jewellery was there.
All destroyed and shattered.
Nikolai had destroyed them, of course.
He wouldn't tolerate Adrian's things or presence near her.
But this was not the time to think about all that.
She grabbed some diamond pieces that weren't too broken and placed them in her dress pocket before zipping it up.
Nikolai's voice came from downstairs, loud and full of authority, "Are you coming downstairs or do you want to be lifted by your daddy, my little bird?"
She calmed herself, adjusting her dress quickly before going downstairs.
As soon as she came into his view, his eyes scrutinized her like a security camera.
Her breath hitched when he grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer.
"You are looking too simple. Don't you think you should have worn something more elegant that fits my style perfectly?"
"And why this scarf around your neck?"
"Flat shoes too instead of designer high heels?"
"What is your plan, little bird?"
"Trying to leave your daddy bird alone, huh?"
She clenched her jaw tightly without showing the fear creeping up her neck.
Her voice was firm when she spoke, "I will do whatever I want."
"I will wear whatever I feel comfortable with."
"Keep your shitty rich taste to yourself."
He laughed at her words before placing a hand over his heart mockingly.
"Oh, you hurt my feelings, my little bird."
His voice was low and teasing as he kept testing her patience.
Elena looked away, feeling irritated and extremely angry at his taunts.
"Come on, we are getting late."
"The car is waiting outside."
His voice returned to its commanding tone as he held her wrist and walked outside the house.
She tried to pull her hand away from his grip, but his single glare made her stop struggling.
But inside, she was happy.
Because the taste of her freedom was finally near.