Meanwhile, in the CEO's office of the Prime Group…
Hugo glanced at Atlas, seated across from him, running his tongue across his inner cheek. It was still early in the morning, and many people in the world were either preparing to go to work or on their way. But here they were, and Hugo had to watch Atlas quietly fume until he could unleash it.
"First Brother," Hugo called after a prolonged, stifling silence. "You're not going to kill Penny, are you?"
Atlas slowly snapped his sharp eyes at his second brother. His lips parted, but he then pressed them shut.
"Ha ha…" Hugo let out an awkward laugh. "That bad, huh?"
Atlas drew a deep breath and huffed. "And you?" he asked. "Where were you last night?"
"Well—"
