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"Mom," Priyank knocked on the window, and the driver immediately unlocked the car so he could enter.

Priyank looked disheveled, his once neatly styled hair now falling on his forehead. The black suit he wore, once fitted perfectly, now had his coat hanging in his hands, and his shirt seemed ready to rip out as his body tensed.

"Son, are you fine?" Daisy asked as soon as Priyank came inside the car, looking all stressed.

She felt bad because she still didn't want Priya to get caught, even though her own son, her own flesh and blood, would be in distress. But maybe she was selfish on both sides.

If Priya was meant to be with him, she wouldn't help in escaping. If she wasn't, then she wouldn't help him catch her.

Truth be told, she didn't even know where Priya was, so helping was out of the question already.

"I've already put my people to work. You don't have to worry," Priyank reassured his mom as he grabbed her hand, trying to relax her, seeing how stressed Daisy looked.