A Desperate Gambit

In Oakhaven City—Dante Thorne's Mansion

Dante Thorne placed his phone on the desk with slow, controlled movements. His face was hard, his jaw tense—a sign of anger he was barely containing.

Isolde, who had been sitting on the sofa near the fireplace with a cup of tea in hand, sensed the change in atmosphere. She put down her cup, stood, and walked closer with slow steps.

"What is it?" Isolde asked