On Zane's right stood a timid receptionist — the same one Nadine had been pinching earlier. The moment the troublemaker left, she rushed to tell Zane what happened.
Zane’s tall and intimidating bodyguards wore slightly loose suits, showing off their broad shoulders and solid muscles.
With them standing there, the suited man instantly fell silent, his head bowed like a scolded child.
“Mr. Lock.”
Zane gave a respectful nod to the man behind him. The bodyguards stepped aside instantly, leaving a clear path.
Finn walked forward with long, steady strides. His sharp, heavy gaze swept over the crowd before it landed right on the suited man and Tess.
His very presence could silence them on the spot, so silent you could hear a pin drop.
Reporters nearby froze, eyes going wide.
No one thought the situation would actually bring out Finn.
They didn’t speak, but their hands itched to capture every second, already thinking of headlines.
Finn’s eyes flickered with something unreadable the moment he saw Tess–like something passed through him, but he didn’t let it show.
Then he turned away, walked over to the suited man, and stopped.
Without uttering a single word, the pressure rolling off him was enough to make the man’s whole body shake.
It felt like standing before an iceberg–one wrong move, and it would come crashing down on him.
“Come to stir up trouble at Lock Group?”
His voice was low, giving away nothing. But the cold pressure in the air made his mood clear.
The suited man felt like he couldn’t breathe.
The person he’d been demanding to see was standing right there, yet he couldn’t look him in the eye.
Finn toyed with a ring on his finger. His voice was frosty. “Take him away. Turn him over to the police.”
Zane gave a few quick glances to his bodyguards. They lifted the troublemaker and dragged him off.
Then he waved for the staff to clear out, and the bystanders scattered fast.
Only a few people remained–Tess, some reporters, and a couple of others.
“All recordings and photos–delete them. If anything leaks, Lock Group will take action.”
Finn looked straight at the reporters and warned them.
They clearly hated to see their big scoop vanish, but they knew exactly who they were dealing with.
When the richest man in Aetheris spoke, who in their right mind would dare push back?
Under Zane’s watch, the reporters reluctantly erased everything and shuffled away.
Abel, who’d been leaning around lazily, immediately followed.
Finn’s hand dropped to his side, curling into a fist before loosening again.
His eyes narrowed, a faint shadow crossing them.
From the corner of his eye, he noticed Steven about to follow them. “Thanks for the file,” Finn said, his tone clipped. “But this is a family matter now. Please step back.”
Steven stopped, and Finn turned away without another glance, heading inside.
All Steven could do was send Tess a quick text. “Call me if you need me. I’ll come get you.”
After sending the text, he made his way toward the underground garage. From a distance, he spotted a restaurant he hadn’t visited in years. But his gaze slid past it without a flicker of interest. The warmth he’d shown while talking with Tess earlier was gone.
Without someone to share it with, it was just another meal.
Meanwhile, inside the Lock Group’s CEO office, Tess and Abel sat side by side, facing Finn across the desk.
Finn’s expression gave nothing away, but his eyes stayed fixed on the small space between the two of them, and the longer he looked, the more it grated on him.
“Tell me what are you doing here?” he asked as he stared at Abel, frowning.
Abel tugged lazily at his loose bow tie. “Just passing through.”
“Passing through?” Finn’s voice carried a mocking edge now. His voice cooled again. “Your hotel’s on the other side of Aetheris. You call that passing through?”

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