Asher pressed his phone to his ear and his expression hardened as he listened intently. The entire room was suspended in silence, every soul holding their breath.
Ambrose paused mid-motion, and even Peter’s defiance momentarily faltered. They were patiently waiting for the outcome of the call.
On the other end of the line, the doctor’s voice was calm yet firm.
“My supreme General, your father’s condition has stabilized. His kidney can be saved, and there is no longer any need for a donor. I assure you, his life is no longer in danger.”
The weight of those words hung heavy in the air, but Asher showed no immediate reaction. He ended the call with a deliberate click, his gaze swept across the room with an intensity that seemed to pierce through everyone present.
A dangerous calm surro
