The room stayed silent for a long moment. It felt like even the air was holding its breath. My heartbeat thundered in my ears. Everyone's eyes were on Caroline when Grace finally moved.
She leaned back in her chair, a smirk slowly returning to her face, trying to hide the unease I could already see creeping into her eyes. "Ha," she said, voice dripping with false confidence.
"So, we are all supposed to be afraid of your warnings, Caroline? Please. You think that those people are untouchable. My brother and I...we have power. Enough to crush anyone who dares to stand in our way."
Caroline's lips curled into a bitter, dry laugh. She was not laughing at Grace's words but at the ego dripping in her voice.
Her laugh was not too loud, but it cut through the room like a knife. "Power?" she said, her voice low and cutting.
She raised her eyebrows, her tone sharp. "If you were really that powerful, why couldn't you find anything on us?"
