Upon hearing her half-brother's words Suri's mind raced. From all that she had heard him say, Suri had understood that Paul wasn't trying to kill her; he wanted something more, something dangerous. Her gaze swept over the room once more, taking in the heavily armed guards surrounding him. This wasn't a mere kidnapping or assassination—they had planned something far more calculated.
But what?
She knew she had to bide her time. And to do so, her first instinctive action had been to fight.
To stall for as much time as she could on her own, knowing that someone out there would definitely find something amiss.
The sound of boots echoed through the marble room as Paul's men advanced. Their dark armour gleamed under the chandeliers as they moved in unison, a predatory glint in their eyes as they surrounded Suri.