Chapter 84 Believe

• The air in the small, dimly lit café seemed to grow heavier as Zander sat across from Daniel, his jaw clenched tight. He didn’t trust the man sitting across from him, never had. But this? This was something else. This was a reckoning. Zander’s gaze was cold, unwavering, as he watched Daniel adjust his suit jacket, the faintest hint of a smug smile playing at his lips.
• “I don’t think I need to explain why I called you here,” Zander said, his voice low, his tone sharp like a blade.
• Daniel leaned back in his chair, fingers tapping idly on the table, a mocking glint in his eyes. “I’m sure you don’t. I assume this is about Victoria?”