The Hidden Hand Behind the Medicine
Seeing the actions of Black Ghost and White Ghost, Steffan raised his hand to signal them not to be nervous.
The tense atmosphere inside the Ashbourne residence instantly became even heavier. The bitter scent of freshly brewed medicinal herbs still lingered in the air, yet it was now drowned beneath the suffocating pressure of suspicion and fury. Servants stood motionless with lowered heads, afraid to make even the slightest sound, while the surrounding bodyguards instinctively shifted their stances, ready to move at a single command.
Despite the pressure pressing in from every direction, Steffan remained composed.
His expression stayed calm, his eyes clear and unwavering as they met Dario Ashbourne's furious gaze.
He looked at Dario Ashbourne and said, "Don't get to a conclusion that fast. There might be a misunderstanding about this matter."
