CHAPTER 137

The Director stood still for a moment, his eyes narrowing as he listened to what his wife was saying.

His gaze then went from Brian, who was standing confidently, especially now that his father was here, to Ethan, who looked terrified, his hands clutching the edge of his shirt, and then...Nathan.

Mr. Grant’s expression shifted as he observed the man standing beside Ethan.

There was something disturbingly familiar about the man, something that tugged at the edges of his memory. Where had he seen him before?

"Richard?" Erica pressed, misinterpreting his silence for hesitation. "Are you going to stand there and do nothing while this bully, this janitor, ruins our son’s life?"

But Mr. Grant didn’t answer immediately. His gaze was still fixed on Nathan, his mind racing. Nathan did not seem like an ordinary man.

His posture, the way he held himself, his unshakable confidence and demeanor.

That face...it was too familiar, too composed. Where had he seen him?

Erica was growing impatient, and