Chapter 194

“The only reason you’re breathing right now is because I’m allowing it. But if you don’t give me that number, I will personally make sure you cease to exist. Do you understand me?”

The waiter whimpered, his body trembling. His gaze darted toward Berat, then back to Murat, as if weighing his options. Finally, with a defeated exhale, he fumbled inside his pocket and shakily handed over a crumpled slip of paper with a scribbled number.

Berat snatched it and tossed it to Tolga. “Track this. Immediately.”

The waiter let out a choked sob of relief as the guards hauled him away, his body limp with exhaustion.

Tolga looked up from his phone, his brows furrowed in concentration. “Boss, there’s something else.”

Murat turned to him, eyes still burning.

“The Durranis are hosting a grand party tonight.”

Murat’s jaw ticked. “For what reason?”

Tolga hesitated. “That’s just it. There is no reason. No occasion. Nothing. Just a celebration…out of nowher