After Brandon hung up the phone, Adam felt somewhat relieved. He carefully briefed Anderson before finally returning to the hotel.
Having worked continuously for almost half a month, Adam could not hide the dark circles under his eyes. He took a quick shower but lay on the hotel bed unable to sleep.
Although Bertha had kept saying it was okay today, he still caught the fleeting disappointment in her eyes. He wanted to message her saying he would find a way to save Swift, but feared it would end up like last time, encountering issues midway, giving her hope only to disappoint her again.
Time flew by while he hesitated, the night in F Nation deepening. Adam fiddled with his phone, missing Bertha so much, his handsome face appearing ghostly pale in the night.
Just then, his phone vibrated gently and a bank deposit notification popped up.
Adam sat up abruptly when he saw the transfer info from Bertha—three million in total.
