Chapter 84: Brewing with anger...
"Tryson is the father of this child."
Angel’s words echoed relentlessly in Arthur’s mind, gnawing at his sanity like a relentless beast.
His grip tightened, his breath hitched, and in a sudden surge of fury, his clenched fist slammed once more against the car’s interior, sending a dull thud reverberating through the vehicle.
The driver flinched.
Though he had only been working for Arthur for a month, he had grown accustomed to his employer’s composed and almost charismatic demeanor.
Their conversations had always been engaging, filled with casual exchanges and the occasional witty remark.
But this—this seething rage that now radiated from Arthur was something he had never expected to witness, let alone be trapped in a car with.
Swallowing his hesitation, the driver dared to break the tense silence, his voice cautious yet laced with concern. "Uhm... sir, is something bothering you? Perhaps—"
He didn’t even get the chance to finish. Arthur’s voice sliced through the air like a whip, sharp and laced with venom.
"Would you just do the job I asked you to do?"
The sudden outburst sent an icy shiver down the young man’s spine.