245: The Cost of Defiance

Chapter Two Hundred and Forty-Five: The Cost of De fiance.

The dim, cold light filtered through the narrow windows high above, casting eerie shadows over the sleek, empty room.

Gareth knelt in the center, head bowed, hands clenching into fists against the polished floor.

He felt the chill seep into his bones, but he didn’t dare lift his head, didn’t dare breathe too loudly. Not here, not now. Not in front of her.

Georgina S. Brown sat a few feet away, reclining in her chair with a quiet, unnerving elegance. She watched him, her gaze as piercing and controlled as the silence that blanketed the room.

She wasn’t known for her patience, but tonight she seemed almost languid, allowing each second to drag out as if savoring the tension filling the air.

Finally, she leaned forward, breaking the silence with a soft, dangerously calm voice. “Do you understand why you’re here, Gareth?”

He swallowed, throat dry, and managed a shaky nod. “Yes, Ms. Brown.”

She let out a faint, almost amuse
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