Falcon did not waste a single second.
The moment he stepped into the room, he walked straight toward Kai with a frightening calmness, every step echoing across the office like the ticking of a countdown. There was no hesitation in his stride, no uncertainty in his eyes—only restrained fury barely held together by years of discipline.
"You sick bastard..."
Before Falcon could close the remaining distance between them, Simon immediately stepped forward, placing himself between the two men like a wall.
Behind him, Kai dramatically took two exaggerated steps backward before raising both hands in mock surrender, wearing an infuriating grin that suggested he was thoroughly enjoying the situation.
"Oh dear," Kai said with fake fear, "look at those eyes. Simon, I think he's actually going to kill me this time."
Simon ignored Kai completely and kept his gaze fixed on Falcon.
