From what I gathered later, Gerald nodded quickly, his whole body shaking.
“Yes… it’s all because of my elder brother’s son-in-law,” he said.
That was me.
The room went silent.
Then the old man—Reginald of the Grayson family—said nothing at first. But the pressure around him grew heavier.
Lid couldn’t hold himself back.
“Dad, don’t listen to this nonsense!” he exploded. “I came to J. City for one night, and my son ends up crippled! These two must pay for it!”
Gerald and Ethan dropped their heads, panic written all over them.
“It’s not our fault!” they both shouted, their voices breaking.
Lid’s face twisted in anger. “You still dare argue with me? Do you think I won’t kill you right now? Men—!”
He was about to call his guards.
“Enough.”
Reginald’s voice cut through everything.
