Ethan's breath hitched. Cold sweat dripped down the back of his neck as he felt the collective pressure of the room bearing down on him.
"Why… Why is this happening?" Everything was fine before! He had used this same technique before… He had gained praise, admiration, and influence. But now.
Now it has completely backfired. It felt like an unseen force was suppressing him. No, not just suppressing. Crushing him. His gut twisted in alarm, but the more terrifying part was.
He had no idea why. The Fortune Skills he had used should have worked! There was no reason for this to happen.
Unless… His panicked gaze flickered toward Alex Reid. That calm, unbothered expression. That hint of amusement in his eyes. That damn smirk. Ethan's fingers twitched.
"No way… No way in hell… Could it be…?" A horrifying realization began to take root in his mind.
