Chapter 54
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The air in Greg's apartment seemed to grow thick with tension as he locked eyes with Dylan. His mind was still reeling from the shocking revelation Dylan had just disclosed.

So, his father just let him out like that?

“Greg, I know that you must be shocked right now, but listen, you must stay calm!” Dylan urged, his voice filled with concern. "Even though Griffin has been released and your father has reconsidered his decision, it still doesn't close the possibility that you can be the sol—"

“So, when did you know about it?"

“Y—Yes?”

"I'm asking when you first heard the news about Griffin's release. Something as significant as this couldn't have just coincidentally come out at the same time as my father's decision to call me back to Ruam and reconsider his plans, right?" Greg pressed, his gaze unwavering.

Dylan’s eyes darted away for a moment, a flicker of guilt crossing his face as he took a deep breath and gathered his thoughts.

Greg's astute observation had hit its mark.

Dyl
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