Betrayed By Husband, Stolen By Brother In Law-Chapter 117: Help Me

Adam stared at the picture that had just appeared on his screen. Saira. Her expression was unreadable and her gaze fixed on the phone as if she had been waiting for something but there was also fear on her face, as if she was worried about getting caught.

Hurriedly, he was about to call the number that had sent the picture when another message followed.

"Help me, please, Adam. Also, don't reply here."

Adam's grip on the phone tightened and his pulse quickened. Help her? How? Where was she? Why had she not contacted him until now. Why now? Also, was this her own wish or was it Robert Collins' doing. Now that his grandfather had confirmation about Saira's value and he was now using her.

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A second message buzzed in then.

"I will be in City A after two weeks. At Collins' mansion. I will contact you then."

It had to be another trap. She was going to be here again. Why?

Even as Adam was thinking this, Max had already walked around the table to see what had his friend so shocked and enthralled. But, as his eyes flicked over the messages his expression hardened.

"You've got to be kidding me. This is another trap," he muttered.

When Adam did not respond and continued to fixedly stare at his screen, Max let out a curse and scoffed at his friend, "Are you serious? This is a trap, Adam. You know that, right?"

When his question was followed by silence again, Max cursed and stared at his friend, "Come on, man. You've already fallen for Robert Collins' games once—five years ago. And two days ago, when he dangled Saira like bait, you walked straight into it again. Now you're telling me you're gonna let him do it a third time?"

Adam finally looked up, his expression unreadable as he finally answered," I think I am."

Max cursed and widened his eyes," Are you crazy? I don't even know the entire details of what happened five years ago and I can sense that this is a trap, but you are going to walk into it willingly? Are you a fool, Adam? Just stop and give up, okay?"

But Adam simply stared at his friend and sighed,"Are you really not going to give up and fall into the whatever trap it is willingly?"

Adam met his gaze, the answer clear in his eyes before he even spoke. "I have to."

Max let out a curse under his breath. He raked a hand through his hair before saying, "Fine. At least tell Melanie about Saira. You've been thinking about that, haven't you? You said she was the innocent one in all this and wanted to protect her..."

From the last few years since he had known Adam, Max knew that even though he didn't say it, Melanie had already made a place for herself in Adam's heart. So, he hoped that if Adam confessed everything that had happened earlier to Melanie then she might help him see reason.

He watched as Adam hesitated and inwardly cursed all over again. Why did this man have to do everything alone?

"I'm still thinking about it."

Max sighed. "Yeah, sure you are" he muttered, watching as Adam grabbed his keys and headed for the door.

Once outside, Adam immediately called someone to find out about whatever the Collins' mansion had planned that would require them to bring Saira back.

***

On the other side, the young woman named Saira quickly deleted the messages she had sent to Adam, her fingers shaking as she erased every trace of their brief communication. She even went a step further, removing Adam's number from the guard's phone, ensuring there was no evidence left behind. If Robert Collins ever found out what she had done, the consequences would be severe.

Five years.

It had been five long, suffocating years since she had been trapped under Robert Collins' thumb, imprisoned under the guise of protection and help. Five years of isolation, of watching and waiting for Robert Collins' to let her go, while she remained stuck in this carefully controlled luxurious cage.

In that time, she had asked herself the same question over and over again—what would she do if she ever saw Adam again? If she ever got the chance? Would she get to explain? To apologize for everything? Or had too much time passed? Would he hate her so much that he wouldn't even spare her a glance?

At first, she had clung to the hope that she would see him again, that somehow, fate would let their paths cross. But as the years dragged on, that last bit of hope had withered.

She had forced herself to accept that Adam had likely moved on, buried the past, and forgotten about her. And if he did remember her at all, it was probably with bitterness, resentment, maybe even hatred.

She'd even cursed herself for that one moment of weakness where she had given in to the older man's offer. If she had not done what she did, things would have been so different. She was already depressed and hated herself.

But then, se had finally been summoned back to city A and Adam had indeed followed her to the hotel that night. She hadn't been prepared for that. Not in the slightest.

When Robert Collins had first told her that she was supposed to lure Adam to the hotel, she had almost laughed. Adam wouldn't come. Why would he?

She had been so sure that he had erased her from his life long ago, that he had no reason to walk willingly to her.

And yet, he had come.

That one undeniable fact had shaken her more than anything else. It was as if she had suddenly been given a will to live. Adam had come for her. Despite everything. Despite the past.

And now, for the first time in five years, Saira dared to hope. Robert had promised her that next month, he would finally let her go...