"Alex or whatever your name is, your time's up," Dalton said sharply as he walked into the room, his voice slicing through the tension like a knife. The atmosphere felt charged as if a storm was brewing just beneath the surface.
Alex sighed, glancing at Dalton with a hint of frustration in his eyes. "Look... I think we started on the wrong foot, he said, I think we should have a proper introduction." He tried to keep his voice steady, but irritation was creeping in, making it hard to maintain his composure.
Dalton scoffed, rolling his eyes as if the very idea was absurd. He opened his mouth, ready to unleash a barrage of insults again on him, but then he caught sight of Sophia, who shot him a stern look that could silence a room. It was enough to make him swallow his words, though the disdain still lingered on his face like a shadow.
