Arnold tried to mask his panic, forcing a calm expression. "I don't understand, sir. What do you mean?"
Evan's face turned icy, his gaze cutting toward Nathaniel. "So much has gone wrong, and you're completely clueless? It seems you can't control your own people, Mr. Barret."
Nathaniel's expression hardened, his pride stung by the criticism. But before Arnold could stammer out a defense, Evan stepped forward—swift as a gust of wind.
In an instant, he appeared before Arnold, startling Nathaniel and seized him by the neck before slamming him against the table.
"You're truly worthless," Evan growled angrily, his grip tightening around Arnold's neck as he gasped and choked, his face twisting in agony.
