The atmosphere in the Lynn Family’s drawing room didn’t just turn cold; it curdled. As Conrad Stone finished speaking, a heavy, suffocating silence descended upon the gathered relatives. For three long seconds, they simply stared at him, their expressions caught between confusion and growing indignation. Then, the silence snapped, replaced by a wave of derisive, jagged laughter.
"Such grand talk!" Howard Lynn barked, his face twisting into a mask of mockery. "By what possible means do you intend to settle these crises? You think you can just wave a wand and appease a man like Silas Thorne? You think the Vance Family will simply overlook the humiliation at Brilliance Entertainment because you asked nicely? You can’t even guarantee that Regency Global won’t sever our contracts by sunrise!"
