For a moment, he just stared at it, his jaw clenched tight, the sound of the guards' uneven breaths filling the room. The air felt suffocating, thick with unspoken tension. Joon Su could feel his heart pounding in his chest, the anger swirling in his gut.
His voice, when it finally emerged, was low, dangerous. "This…this is what you waited to give me?" His eyes flicked from the envelope to the guard, his anger simmering just beneath the surface, threatening to erupt. "You've kept this hidden from me, knowing everything, and all this time, you had *this*?" His voice cracked with fury, a mix of disbelief and betrayal.
The guard swallowed hard, trembling even more, unable to meet Joon Su's piercing gaze. "She… ordered us," the guard managed to whisper, as if the words themselves might seal his fate.
