The moment the call ended—
The atmosphere in the room shifted completely.
It wasn’t subtle.
It wasn’t gradual.
It was immediate.
Like a switch had been flipped.
Adrian lowered his phone slowly, his expression turning cold—dangerously cold.
Not the distant, indifferent kind people were used to.
This was different.
This was controlled anger.
The kind that didn’t explode.
The kind that...