The voice Aldrian hadn't heard for days resounded in his mind, bringing a smile to his face.
"Danius, my friend, it's good to hear your voice. To think you called me first—have you finally realized how genuine my feelings for this friendship are?" Aldrian said.
A vein bulged on Danius's forehead as he felt an overwhelming urge to strangle Aldrian to death. However, pain began creeping into his soul, forcing him to abandon the thought. In truth, he wanted to withhold the information he had for Aldrian, hoping to exploit a loophole in their agreement.
If he didn't report anything, he wouldn't be a spy acting against his family. Even if he had some information, he could simply ignore it without passing it on to Aldrian, and everything would be fine, right?
Wrong!
