"Everyone, stop!"
A deep, commanding voice cut through the air, carrying an authority that sent a chill down everyone's spine.
The crowd turned toward the source and saw an elderly man standing tall.
"It's Mr. Jones!"
Gasps rippled through the room. No one had expected Brian to appear. They realized Daniel was doomed—there was no way he'd escape punishment today. Surely, he'd be thrown into the sea to feed the sharks.
"Daniel's finished. I just hope the Clark family doesn't get dragged into this mess," Natalie murmured, her voice trembling with worry. She was deeply concerned about the family's reputation.
Brian descended the stairs from the second floor. The crowd watched in stunned silence as he approached Daniel, his steps slow and deliberate, each one carrying an unspoken weight.
