Alex stared at Arthur for what felt like an eternity, a smirk playing on his lips, his gaze piercing through the silence between them.
He couldn't help but chuckle softly, clearly amused by Arthur's unwarranted shock.
It was almost too easy to rattle him. Of course, Alex knew that Arthur, still riding on the privilege of being the nephew to Alex's wife, thought he was untouchable—unshakable, even.
He had no idea what Alex had up his sleeve, and that, in itself, was a delicious irony.
"Well, why should you be so surprised by my visit to your office?" Alex broke the silence with an air of casualness, his tone laced with a certain smugness. "It's been ages since I've seen this place. I thought I'd drop by to see if anything had changed in all these years."
He scanned the room, his eyes drifting from one item to the next, as if searching for some sign of evolution. But then, with a sudden shift in his gaze, he paused, eyes narrowing as he took in the familiar sight of Arthur.
