"You've escaped bad fate many times before," he retorted, his words laden with cynicism. "Fooled everyone every time you got a chance… I'm sure you'll be fine."
As Vincent had foretold, the main hall of the headquarters bustled with commotion, electrified by the unfolding revelations.
"No, no! You can't do this to me! I didn't have any secret dealings with the Enigmas!" James' desperate protests echoed through the hall as several guards moved in to detain him, their grip firm and unyielding.
"The evidence proves otherwise," Gloria's authoritative voice declared from the large screen at the front of the hall.
Her image, larger than life, cast a commanding presence over the assembly. "As a guardian to our esteemed future heir, you should have known better than to engage in unauthorized secret meetings with the Enigmas."
The atmosphere crackled with tension as accusations hung in the air, mingling with murmurs of disbelief and speculation.
