CHAPTER 22

Ivan's brow was furrowed, his expression a mixture of frustration and disbelief as he recounted the events.

"We were in the lobby waiting for you to finish up," he began, his voice tinged with a hint of frustration.

"But then suddenly Nathan came out of nowhere and we got into an argument. And before you know it, he had us thrown out of the Celestial Resort!"

Liam's eyes widened, his mind struggling to process the gravity of Ivan's words.

"Wait, wait, wait," he interjected, his tone laced with bewilderment.

"Are you telling me that Nathan didn't flee after stealing those gifts?"

How could the man they had accused of theft now be the one responsible for their expulsion?

Ivan shook his head, his lips pressed into a thin, grim line.

"Nathan, flee?" he scoffed, his voice dripping with a mixture of disbelief and disdain.

"No, he's now all high and mighty, and somehow managed to get President Alexander to treat him with such great respect.

"Meanwhile, we were the ones