The ambulance lurched forward, sirens cutting through the storm, but inside, the silence between them felt heavier than the rain hammering the roof above their heads.
Adrien kept staring at the message, his thumb hovering over the screen, as if touching it again might make the words rearrange into something less final, less threatening.
Emily watched him closely, her breathing still uneven, one hand instinctively resting over her stomach, shielding the fragile life inside her from dangers she could not yet see.
“Someone wants you gone,” she said quietly, not asking, just stating what was already obvious in the way his jaw tightened and his eyes hardened.
Adrien exhaled slowly, forcing control back into his voice, the same discipline that had built his empire now barely holding together under pressure.
“It’s worse than that,” he replied, locking the phone screen and slipping it away, as if hiding it could delay the truth from reaching her.
“They know about you.”
Emily blinked, confusion flickering across her face before it shifted into something sharper, something more alert, as if survival instincts were rising to the surface.
“I’m nobody,” she said, almost defensively. “Why would anyone care about me?”
Adrien met her gaze, and for a brief moment, the billionaire façade cracked, revealing a man who understood exactly how dangerous being “nobody” could be.
“Because you saw his face,” he said. “And now you matter more than anyone in this.”
The ambulance hit a bump, jolting them both, and Emily winced, gripping the edge of the stretcher, her breath catching as a wave of pain passed through her body.
The paramedic glanced back, concerned, but Emily shook her head quickly, refusing attention, as if stopping now might somehow make everything worse.
“I’m fine,” she insisted, though her voice betrayed the strain she was trying to hide.
Adrien noticed, of course. He noticed everything now—her trembling fingers, the way she held her stomach, the exhaustion written into every movement.
“You’re not fine,” he said firmly. “You just saved my life. The least I can do is make sure you and your baby are safe.”
She gave a faint, almost bitter smile at that, shaking her head slowly as if she had heard promises like that before and knew how easily they dissolved.
“People say things like that when they’re scared,” she murmured. “It doesn’t mean they keep them.”
Adrien leaned slightly closer despite the restraints, his voice lowering, steady, deliberate, the way he spoke when sealing deals worth billions.
“I don’t say things I don’t mean.”
Something in his tone made her pause, made her study him again, not as a stranger she had pulled from the edge, but as a man standing at his own breaking point.
Outside, the city blurred past in streaks of light and rain, but inside the ambulance, time seemed to stretch, each second carrying more weight than the last.
Emily swallowed, then nodded once, slowly, as if agreeing to something she didn’t fully understand yet but knew she couldn’t walk away from.
“Then start by telling me the truth,” she said. “All of it.”
Adrien hesitated.
Not because he didn’t want to speak, but because he understood that once he did, there would be no going back—for either of them.
“I was pushed,” he said finally. “By someone I trusted. Someone who’s been stealing from me, lying to me, planning this for months.”
Emily didn’t react with shock. Instead, she nodded, as if betrayal was something she understood all too well.
“And now they think I’m a problem,” she said quietly.
Adrien met her eyes again, and this time there was no hesitation.
“No,” he corrected. “Now they know you are.”
The ambulance slowed as it approached the hospital entrance, lights flashing across the wet pavement, casting brief, fractured reflections inside the cramped space.
But before the doors opened, Emily spoke again, her voice softer, but carrying a weight that made Adrien’s chest tighten.
“There’s something I didn’t tell you.”
Adrien stilled, every instinct telling him that this was the moment everything was about to shift again.
“The man who pushed you,” she continued, her gaze fixed somewhere past him, as if replaying the memory. “I’ve seen him before.”
Adrien’s pulse spiked.
“Where?”
Emily hesitated, and for the first time since pulling him from the edge, fear—not for herself, but for something deeper—flickered across her face.
“At the diner,” she said. “Three nights ago. He wasn’t alone.”
The ambulance doors burst open, and cold air rushed in along with voices, movement, urgency—but Adrien barely noticed any of it.
“Who was he with?” he demanded, ignoring the paramedics as they began to move him.
Emily looked at him, really looked this time, as if weighing whether telling him would save him or destroy them both.
“A woman,” she said slowly. “Blonde. Expensive coat. She kept arguing with him. Said something about ‘the timeline’ and ‘cleaning it up before it leaks.’”
Adrien’s mind raced, pieces falling into place faster than he could stop them.
Because he knew exactly who that woman was.
And if he was right, then this wasn’t just about money anymore.
It was about something much bigger.
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