CHAPTER 602. FIGHT FOR YOU . I Can’t Promise ThatKyle’s eyes shifted in disbelief toward the base plates connected to his body. Those were never changed except during surgical procedures and were completely independent of the prosthetics, which could be swapped out as needed. His uncle approached one of the plates and pointed to a tiny compartment, resembling a phone SIM slot. It was so small that no one would have noticed it. From it, he extracted a micro SD card that looked like a grain of black sand in the fighter’s large hand. “I need to know what’s on it,” Kyle stated firmly. “At this point, it doesn’t matter what the hell happens if we connect it. That guy has Adriana, and he’s a professional. If he knew my mother, he must’ve been MI6 or…” He paused, lost in thought, before glancing at the three men around him. “Or he’s just a pawn.” His father frowned, placing the memory card in Caleb’s hand as he asked, “Do you think someone else might be involved?” “Vance Burgges… he’s n

CHAPTER 604. FIGHT FOR YOU. First QuestionThey had thrown a jacket over her shoulders to help with the cold, but Adriana had no idea where she was. Vance Burgges had dragged her to this place, and after talking to Kyle, he blindfolded her before moving her again. She realized she wasn’t tied up, but every wall around her was padded and soft. She stood up abruptly and saw a man silhouetted against the dim pre-dawn light. “What is this?! Where are we?!” she demanded in fear as Vance threw several military-grade chem lights at her feet. Adriana grabbed one and snapped it, illuminating a small enclosed space about fifteen square meters in size. Apart from her and a water bottle, there was nothing else there. “Don’t worry. In a few hours, your boyfriend will give me what I want, and then he’ll have your location. Until then… try not to die,” Vance sneered mockingly. Adriana watched him shut the door behind him. She knew it would be pointless to pound on it or scream; she doubted any

CHAPTER 606. FIGHT FOR YOU. The EndgameKyle took a deep breath, watching as Vance Burgges’ face turned pale. That only confirmed that his suspicions weren’t far from the truth. “You sent her off in a damn container, didn’t you?” he hissed angrily, gripping the man’s face. “This dock only handles cargo ships, and a guy like you… you probably have enough connections to sneak one onto a ship, don’t you?” For a long moment, their eyes locked, and Vance growled with frustration. “You’ll never find her!” “Caleb! The ships!” Kyle demanded urgently, imagining the horror Adriana must be feeling, trapped alone in the darkness of a container. “I’ve got it!” Caleb said, hurrying over to his nephew. “Sixteen cargo ships left in the past twenty-four hours. But only one has such a long travel itinerary. The *Emeril*. It’s heading to Japan. It left eighteen hours ago.” Kyle pressed his lips together, bracing for bad news. He was still staring into Vance Burgges’ eyes, and there was far too muc

CHAPTER 608. FIGHT FOR YOU. I’ll Always Fight for YouThe commotion caught everyone’s attention within seconds. All eyes turned to a man sprinting across one of the upper decks. Shouts erupted, and Kyle rushed to one of the interior corridors, where a senior officer was banging on a door. “Louis! You need to come out! Louis!” “No… I can’t!” “Louis! What did you do?! Did you tamper with the manifest?!” the officer yelled. Kyle arrived just as he heard a shaky, nervous voice respond from the other side of the door. “It wasn’t my fault… it wasn’t… he made me!” “Then come out and help us find that container!” Kyle demanded. “No! I’m not coming out until we’re back in English waters… with… with my country’s authorities!” Kyle’s blood boiled at those words. “It’s twenty hours back to England!” he spat angrily. “And there’s a woman in a container! A kidnapped woman, without water, without food, probably freezing to death! You need to tell me where you moved that container—now!” “No

CHAPTER 610. FIGHT FOR YOU. Don’t You Dare Die!There were no words to describe the fear, anguish, or terror Adriana felt, even as her head broke the surface of the water and she could breathe again. The exhaustion in her body vanished in an instant, replaced by adrenaline and the overwhelming drive to survive. She was screaming, though she didn’t realize it. Screaming because she wanted to dive back down for him, even as the cursed container continued sinking deeper into the ocean. Screaming because she didn’t have the strength to do so. Screaming because she could no longer see him. Screaming because she didn’t know if Aaron Orlenko had gone back down after him. The darkness was endless. The Atlantic waters were black as night, and the container was far too heavy to stop its descent. At some point—she couldn’t say when—a lifebuoy splashed down beside her, and someone dragged her to it. Adriana couldn’t tell if the wetness on her face was salt water or tears, but she didn’t know w