Rezon swiftly gripped Elzen’s arm, rebuking him in a hushed tone. His eyes flashed a sharp warning."Elzen, watch your mouth," he hissed, glancing toward two maids mopping the floor at the end of the corridor. "If the staff overhears, they will take it seriously."Elzen merely smirked, unbothered. "I'm just stating facts, Brother," he countered just as loudly, pointing at a rigid Moza. "We both know Brother Dastan never invites women to his office, unless—""Moza is now Brother Dastan’s personal maid. That is what you don't know," Rezon interrupted. He raised his voice slightly, glaring at Elzen with absolute authority.Before Elzen could protest or question further, Rezon gripped his arm tighter. "Come on, let's pick up Abigail. You can tell her all about your flight. She's been dying to hear it."Half-forcing him, Rezon guided Elzen away, who was still trying to look back at Moza. "Just you wait, there's definitely more than a boss-employee dynamic going on here!" Elzen’s protests g
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