Ava

Victor turned away from the table, his expression more serious now—colder, maybe. He looked at both of us, and when he spoke, it wasn’t casual anymore. It was low, deliberate.

"These people Caspian got involved with... they’re not just bad. They’re fraudsters. Dangerous ones. And now—his enterprise? It’s crumbling. I mean, it’s falling apart from the inside out. The kind of damage that doesn’t come back overnight."

My stomach dropped.

Victor kept going. "He’s in serious trouble, Ava. Financially. Legally. Emotionally. I didn’t come here to mess things up. I came because I didn’t want you to get caught in the fallout."

Marcel scoffed, hard. "And how do we...