Adrian Cole Return of the Lost Heir novel Chapter 13

Adrian’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Your grandfather?”

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Before she could answer, a sharp vibration buzzed through the silence–her phone. Catherine frowned, pulling it out quickly.

Adrian watched the color drain from her face as she listened Her grip on the phone trembled. When she ended the call, her hands hung at her sides, knuckles white.

“What is it?” Adrian asked, his tone clipped.

Catherine’s eyes shone with worry. “It’s my grandfather. His condition suddenly worsened… I need to return home immediately.”

Adrian’s gaze sharpened. “Condition?”

She nodded quickly. “He’s been ill for months. We’ve sought out the most renowned doctors, but no one can even name the illness. One claimed he could stabilize it, but it was useless. He keeps… slipping away.” Her voice broke faintly at the last words, though she forced herself steady.

Adrian’s jaw tightened. The torrent of medical knowledge still burned fresh in his mind, as if the ring itself demanded he act. “I’ll go with you.”

Catherine froze, her eyes widening. “You? Adrian, this isn’t something you can-”

“I can.” His tone cut clean through her protest. Firm. Unshakable.

Her lips parted, disbelief flashing across her features. Then a fragile, desperate hope began to kindle in her eyes.

Her hands curled into fists at her sides, and when she finally spoke, her voice trembled with both fear and fragile hope. “If you can save him, Adrian… I’ll owe you everything. Everything.”

His gaze held hers, steady as stone. “I don’t need your debt. Just your trust.”

Her eyes shone, wet at the edges, though she refused to let the tears fall. Slowly, she nodded, each word drawn from her chest like a vow. “Then come. We leave tonight.”

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