"Then call the cops if you want! She's my wife—you don't get to stop me," William shoved past him, voice cold. "Those two punches just now were me thanking you for saving her and looking after her. You get in my way again, don't blame me for what happens next."
"I'd really like to see what you plan to do," Michael sneered, standing his ground.
William's eyes narrowed dangerously. "You try and stop me again, you think the Adams family can go up against mine?"
Michael's face paled, but he didn't back off. His lips curled into a smirk, "Then let's go down together."
Watching the door slam shut, William pulled out his phone and dialed his mother.
"Mom, I need your help. I'm bringing Elizabeth back."
"Bring her back? Didn't she..." The moment she heard the name, Mrs. Turner
