The word barely left his mouth, barely even a breath. His mind was still lagging behind what Adam had just told him as if his brain refused to register it.
Seraphine?
Paying for the daughter of the man who kidnapped Mila?
No. That didn't make sense.
It couldn't make sense.
But Adam didn't look like he was joking. His arms were folded across his chest, gaze locked on Eryx with that unnerving clarity he only showed when he was dead serious.
"You're lying," Eryx said, but even he didn't sound convinced.
Adam didn't flinch. "I wish I were."
"But… Callum checked—" Eryx's voice trailed off as his mind raced, replaying the background information Callum had given him not long ago.
Adam shook his head. "No, not what you think." He seemed to alread know where Eryx's thoughts were heading. "Remember when she started showing up again? It was right around the time you made headlines for that major business deal, about half a year ago."
