Chapter 436

The scarred man gave Adam the address and hung up. Lucy immediately turned to him. “Mr. Alvarez, you have to save Carly. Her heart condition can’t handle this stress.”

Perry looked at Adam seriously. “Mr. Alvarez, Celine is with them too. You have to bring her back.”

Adam didn't speak. He simply left.

Inside the warehouse, the scarred man glanced at Celine and Carly, then whistled. “You can question a rich man's morals, but not his taste. Damn, Mr. Alvarez's ex-wife and girlfriend are both stunning. I'm jealous.”

One of his men chuckled. “Sir, we’ve got time to kill. Why not have some fun with these two beauties?”

The scarred man cracked his knuckles and strode toward Celine, grabbing her chin. “Let’s start with Mr. Alvarez’s ex—” He paused, then reached for her clothes.

Celine met his gaze fearlessly, her voice steady and clear. “Try it. See what happens.”

He stared. Despite the bright red handprint on her cheek and her disheveled state, her eyes were calm and confident. “If you’re lucky, you might walk out of here with a billion dollars, but the second you touch me, you won’t be walking out at all,” she threatened.

Carly glared at Celine. “Oh, please. You really think Adam is here for you? No, he’s here for me. If I weren’t taken, Adam wouldn’t even care whether you lived or died!”

Even then, Carly's words were nonsense. Celine cast her a cold glance. She was utterly ridiculous.

Just then, a voice came from outside. “Sir, Mr. Alvarez is here.”

Adam had arrived, and quickly. The warehouse doors burst open from a powerful kick. Cold air rushed in, a blade slicing through the room. A tall, imposing figure entered.

He wore a black overcoat, the wind swirling around him. His presence exuded icy power. Adam strode in, his long legs cutting through the dimly lit space.

The scarred man stepped forward. “Mr. Alvarez, you got here fast. You didn’t disappoint me.”

Adam’s gaze locked onto him. “I want to see them first.”

“Of course. Your ex-wife and your girlfriend are right over there.”

Adam walked deeper into the warehouse, his sharp eyes immediately finding Celine and Carly, both bound.

Carly, seeing Adam, nearly burst into tears. “Adam! You’re finally here! I was so scared. I knew you’d come for me. Please, get me out of here. I can’t stand being in this place any—”

Adam glanced at Carly only briefly before his gaze shifted to Celine, who sat silent. Her bright eyes met his.

Adam’s expression darkened slightly at the red, swollen handprint on her cheek.

The scarred man walked over. “Mr. Alvarez, as you can see, they’re both fine. Now, where’s my money?”

Adam didn’t look at him. His voice was cold. “You did that to her face?”

The scarred man hesitated. Before he could answer, Adam slapped him.

The scarred man stumbled backward, clutching his face in shock. He stared at Adam, utterly stunned.

Adam stood tall, his sharp eyes filled with authority. He curled his lips into a dangerous smirk. “You dare lay a hand on what’s—”