As Arthur swiftly made his way towards Carlos and Georgiana, the air was filled with an unspoken tension. Carlos, sensing the intensity of the moment, took a step back, his eyes locked on Arthur's. The two men exuded confidence, their presence commanding attention. Georgiana, oblivious to the undercurrents, stood frozen, unsure of what was unfolding before her.
Without hesitation, Arthur gently grasped Georgiana's hand, his touch soft yet firm. She didn't flinch, her eyes fixed on his, as if searching for answers. The office surroundings seemed to fade into the background as Arthur's gaze held hers, his expression a mix of determination and tenderness.
"We need to talk elsewhere," Arthur said, his voice low and even, yet laced with a hint of assertiveness. "Excuse us, Carlos." The words
