The silence in the room was thick, it was almost choking, until Damian slowly reached into his pocket and brought out his phone.
His sharp eyes flickered to Harold, studying him for a brief moment. He noticed the uneasiness in his expression, the fear that had already begun to creep into his eyes.
Damian smirked faintly, before he turned his gaze away from him and fixed it on Lord Blackwood.
Without another word, he tapped his screen and played a voice note. The sound echoed through the room, it was sharp and clear. Immediately Harold’s face went pale, his body froze against the seat as the familiar voice came alive.
It was Lira’s voice at first, then followed by Leo.
Her tone was steady in the recording, but the words she spoke carried weight. The voice of Leo soon followed, it was
