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The atmosphere in the VIP room began to calm after Leon’s anger subsided slightly. He sat leaning back with a pale face, yet his eyes remained sharp, still thinking about his encounter with Giselle just a few minutes earlier. Joe stood beside him, hesitant to start a conversation.

Leon massaged his temples. “Joe… is there anything else you’re hiding from me?”

Joe swallowed. He had intended to hand over the video, but was waiting for the right moment. Unfortunately, there was never a truly right moment when someone was being betrayed from every direction.

“Sir,” Joe said quietly, “there is something else you need to see.”

Leon looked at...