Victor leaned back slightly, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp, gleaming with a mix of arrogance and frustration. "I never knew you were so good at manipulating people, Mr. Kane," he said, his tone calm but cutting. "Quite the Loki, aren't you? Making Avey fall for you so hard that she didn't even care about her public image. I must admit, it's shocking."
Lucian's eyes narrowed dangerously, his sharp gaze locking onto Victor. For a moment, the air in the room felt heavier, the tension thick enough to cut with a knife.
"If you want to fight, just say so," Jimmy cut in, his voice low and steady. He leaned forward slightly, his muscles tensing under his shirt as he glared at Victor. "Why waste time with games? I'll take you on anytime."
"stay out of it," Lucian said firmly, his tone brooking no argument.
