Brian Warren’s face underwent a visible transformation, his features hardening into a mask of cold, concentrated arrogance. The sheer audacity of this man—this "trophy husband" who lived off his wife’s hard-earned success—to speak with such unearned confidence was an insult to everyone in the room. In Brian’s world, a man’s worth was measured by the size of his bank account and the depth of his political connections. To hear a "leech" talk about the "luxury" of doing household chores was almost more than he could bear.
He let out a sharp, jagged laugh that carried a biting edge of ridicule. "I never imagined I’d live to see the day when a man actually developed a sense of superiority from being a professional freeloader," he sneered, leaning forward so the light from the shoji lanterns gl
