While the video played on the screen of the phone that Ji-hun had handed to them, Mehul and Mukul were growing visibly tense. Mehul remained calm as he waited for the events to unfold in the video, with only the crease of his brow signifying the burdensome thoughts running through his head. Meanwhile, Mukul was a lot more obvious with his tells- his fists were clenched throughout and the vein near his forehead seemed ready to pop, judging by the way it was pulsating. It was clear that with every second that lapsed, it was getting more and more difficult for him to control himself as the sounds of his sister happily talking and giggling with the people in the party echoed in the silent room.
As soon as the video ended the supply of Mukul's patience ran out and he shouted, with the phone still clenched in his hand.
