"Oh?"
Emiliano raised a brow, intrigued by the unexpected turn of events.
His golden eyes narrowed slightly, reflecting a curiosity that couldn't be masked.
Something about the situation didn't quite add up, and that piqued his interest more than he cared to admit.
He leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.
It's gonna be such a long day.
"If I bail you out, are you able to make a drug strong enough to make your pheromones harmless?"
"Hah. That's your big plan, Mister Big Bad Lawyer?"
"Well, are you not smart enough?"
Emiliano's face soured. His jaw tightened, and his eyes lost their usual light.
He looked away, lips pressed into a hard line.
The room felt colder somehow, like his shift in mood had changed the air.
Arrogant brat.
I hit a nerve.
"I can make the drug."
"Undetectable?"
"Oh, please. These idiots don't have the knowledge or technology to compare with me."
