"I don't need to discuss anything, just get me my daughter," Mary retorted, refusing to back down.
He literally kidnapped Priya. Who does he think he is? It's despicable. What is there to talk about?
She doesn't understand, and she doesn't want to understand. All she wants is Priya; everything else is secondary.
"I said, tone down your voice, old lady. I'm not doing anything to you because my Angel is close to you. But if you direct this attitude towards my mom, I swear..." Priyank let his words hang, leaving the threat implied.
He believed she would understand the rest on her own. He knew he wouldn't come across as innocent or kind.
Mary was startled by his tone and warning. She clenched her fists in anxiety and anger. "I want Priya," she said, her voice lower this time.
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