Frank Zane sighed, the sound heavy with the weight of a grandfather's despair.
For days, he had pinned all his hopes on Jack Brooks. He believed the young man was a hidden dragon, a savior sent by fate. But now? The logic presented by Gigi Vance was irrefutable. The refusal of the money, the lack of credentials... it all pointed to a scam.
Defeated, Frank looked at the arrogant professor.
"Then... I will have to trouble Professor Lewis," Frank said, his voice lacking any enthusiasm. "Please, do your best."
Charles Lewis twitched his nose, irritated.
What is this attitude? he thought, offended. I am the savior you just prayed for. I am the expert from the Imperial Capital. Shouldn't you be bowing? Shouldn't you be weeping with gratitude?
The Zane Family’s reaction was lukewarm at best
