The room descended into chaos...Whispers broke out in frantic bursts, men muttering nervously to each other as they exchanged uneasy glances.
"Standing amongst us?!"
"Who could it be?"
"It's not me—l swear it's not me!"
"It's you! You look the most suspicious here!"
"Well, you look like a fucking pig, so fuck off!"
Even the supervisor, who had been so smug mere moments ago, looked taken aback. Though he quickly tried to mask his unease with a haughty sneer, there was a tightness around his eyes that betrayed him.
Cassius watched the growing panic in the room with quiet amusement, his smile never faltering as the servants' nervous whispers swelled into a cacophony of fear and uncertainty.
The earlier carefree mood was gone entirely, replaced by an oppressive tension that weighed on everyone present.
