CHAPTER NINETY THREE – THE PRIVATE NUMBER

As he rose to his feet, there was a newfound spark in his eyes, a glint of determination that sent a shiver of anticipation down Madison's spine. "Don't worry, ladies," he said, his voice little more than a gravelly murmur. "I'll get to the bottom of this, one way or another. Aiden Ellis won't know what hit him." With those cryptic words hanging in the air, Psycho turned on his heel and strode towards the door, his footsteps echoing against the marble floor. As Madison watched him go, she couldn't help but feel a flicker of unease amidst her overwhelming sense of hope. Just who was this enigmatic man, and what unorthodox methods did he have in mind? Only time would tell, but one thing was certain – the game was afoot. The following day, Madison and Kyle found themselves pacing the plush confines of the penthouse, their nerves frayed and their hopes hanging by a slender thread. The weight of Psycho's parting words, laced with cryptic promises and veiled implications, had left them e