The Twisted Obsession
Chapter 55: She’s back

Chapter 55: She’s back

The fancy penthouse was alive with laughter, clinking glasses, and lively music. Harrison smoothly moved through the crowd. People were drawn to his charm, especially women who surrounded him like jewels, their laughter blending with his own strong voice.

Harrison grinned, infectiously spreading his joy. "Another round, ladies?"

The women eagerly nodded and giggled, showing how much they enjoyed being with him. While pouring drinks, Harrison’s phone kept buzzing, casting a shadow over his happy expression as he checked the message.

"What is it?" His question, sharp and serious, cut through the cheerful atmosphere.

Henry, one of his trusted guys, cautiously approached, looking serious.

"Boss, it’s Abby. She’s back."

Harrison’s happy face vanished, replaced by a determined look that sent a chill through the room. The sounds of joy were overshadowed by the thud of his anger, changing the mood in an instant.

"And?" Harrison’s voice became a low growl, filled with strong emotions.

Henry hesitated, his words carrying the weight of bad news. "She’s not alone. There’s a man with her. A mysterious one. They’ve been snooping around, asking questions."

Harrison’s jaw tightened, his fists clenched like springs ready to pop. The news hit him hard, threatening to unravel the plans he had carefully made.

"What about her father?" Each word was urgent, a plea for reassurance.

Henry struggled to speak, his voice shaking under Harrison’s intense gaze. "The hospital room is guarded now. They changed the nurse."

Fury surged through Harrison, a storm of emotions breaking through his control.

"Idiots!" The word hung in the air, blaming the incompetence. "How could you let this happen?"

His words echoed through the penthouse, silencing the room. The women exchanged worried looks, their joy replaced by a sense of impending trouble.

Harrison marched towards the window, his hands clenched, a silent struggle to regain composure. His carefully built empire was on the edge, threatened by Abby and the mysterious person with her.

Tension filled the air, emotions played out against the city skyline. In that moment, Harrison faced the harsh reality that his world hung in the balance, his anger standing strong against the encroaching darkness.

The fancy apartment, once lively, now felt empty as Harrison’s mood took a dark turn. The pretty women, who were drawn to his charm, looked worried as they sensed a change in the atmosphere, like a storm about to hit.

Harrison, overwhelmed by his inner turmoil, struggled to calm down. He stared at the city skyline, seeing a reflection of the empire he had built. The weight of his plans falling apart made it hard for him to stay strong.

His face showed a mix of strong feelings - anger, feeling betrayed, and a bit of desperation. The sweet smell of success had turned sour, and the air felt thick with the decay of his fading power.

The women, who had been hanging around him like decorations, cautiously moved away, sensing danger from the once-charming host. The luxury apartment, which used to feel safe, now seemed like a fancy cage closing in on him.

Unable to handle the chaos inside, Harrison turned sharply to his men, his eyes filled with a fierce determination that made them uneasy.

"We need to fix this. Right now!" His strong command broke the silence that lingered.

His men, realizing they messed up, hurried to come up with a plan. In the middle of the confusion, Harrison’s smart thinking emerged, a reminder of the brilliance that had built his empire.

"Find out everything about that man. I want all the details. And as for Abby..." Harrison’s voice, though quiet, carried the weight of punishment. "Make sure she knows the consequences of messing with my business."

The apartment became a flurry of activity, with shadows moving purposefully as Harrison’s orders echoed. The women, forgotten in the commotion, disappeared like ghosts, leaving Harrison alone with the ruins of what was once his successful world.

Harrison, his mind ablaze with determination and frustration, reached for his phone, fingers trembling with a mixture of anger and anticipation. He dialed the number of the medical director of the hospital where Abby’s father was admitted, his heart pounding in anticipation of answers.

The line rang once, twice, before a voice, cool and authoritative, answered on the other end.

"This is Dr. Patel speaking."

Harrison wasted no time, his words dripping with the urgency of the situation. "Dr. Patel, it’s James Harrison . I need to know why you’ve gone back on our agreement regarding Charles’s care."

There was a pause on the other end, the silence stretching like a taut wire before Dr. Patel responded, his tone measured yet tinged with an undercurrent of warning.

"Harrison, circumstances have changed. I can’t go against the wishes of the man who accompanied Abby. You need to understand, he’s not someone to be messed with."

Harrison’s jaw clenched, his frustration simmering beneath the surface. "I don’t care who he is. Charles’s care is my concern, and I won’t stand for interference."

Dr. Patel’s voice remained steady, unmoved by Harrison’s anger. "I understand your position, Harrison. But I advise you to tread carefully. Crossing this man could have consequences you’re not prepared to face."

The words hung in the air like a dark omen, a chilling reminder of the forces arrayed against him. Harrison’s grip on the phone tightened, his knuckles turning white with the intensity of his emotions.

"Thank you for your input, Dr. Patel," he finally replied, his voice a thin veil masking the seething anger within. "But don’t think for a moment that this is over."

With that, he ended the call, the weight of Dr. Patel’s warning heavy on his shoulders. As he stared out into the night, the city lights blurred into a kaleidoscope of uncertainty, each flickering a reminder of the battle that lay ahead.

Harrison knew one thing for certain - he wouldn’t back down without a fight. The man who dared to cross him would soon learn that Harrison was not a force to be underestimated. And as the night wore on, he plotted his next move, steeling himself for the showdown that loomed on the horizon.