The atmosphere in the mall shifted dramatically as the word rang out, halting Michael’s hand mid-air. The crowd parted instinctively, eyes darting between Michael, Anna, and the imposing figure striding toward them. Daniel Foster, usually a man of quiet strength and unassuming demeanor, now exuded an aura of formidable power that demanded attention.
The mall security uniform he wore did nothing to disguise the command in his presence. For a moment, Michael was too stunned to react, his mind scrambling to process the unexpected confrontation. He had always known Daniel as a reserved figure who rarely meddled in their personal affairs. But the intensity in Daniel’s eyes now was something Michael had never anticipated.
