The room remained silent, with all eyes fixed on Adrian and Mr. Sam. Tension hung heavily in the air, and it seemed that Adrian's reaction had caused sudden outburst in the club.

Mr Sam dragged on his cigarette as he sprang to his feet.

He walked up to Adrian and said, “You can't just waltz in here and question my leadership, Adrian. You have no right to question whatever I do.”

He repeated, his voice dripping with venom.

Adrian stood his ground, his eyes locked on Mr. Sam. "Of course I have every fucking right, Mr. Sam. I have every right when it comes to Amanda. You're using an innocent...