Matteo stared at him, his gaze completely deadpan, unbothered by the ridiculous accusation. A cold, mocking smirk touched his lips.
"Then let him run away," Matteo replied flatly, his voice echoing with absolute authority. "It's my money, and it's my problem. How the fuck does that affect you?"
Kevin froze, his mouth parting slightly as the full weight of Matteo's words sank in.
For a moment, he could only stare.
Disbelief, frustration, and shock churned inside him. He wanted to argue. He wanted to point out how reckless Matteo was being.
But as he looked into Matteo's cold, unwavering eyes, Kevin realized there was no point.
Matteo meant every single word.
The black card wasn't the issue.
The issue was that Matteo trusted Adrian completely, and nothing Kevin said would change that.
Realizing he had pushed too far, Kevin quickly tried to backtrack and ease the suffocating tension in the room.
