Asher repeated Pantheon's words exactly as instructed.
When the last syllable left his lips, silence filled the whole room.
No one dared to speak. No one even dared to breathe too loudly or make eye contact with him.
The way he phrased his words cut deep, like an inevitable death sentence he could declare at anytime.
"I will take your silence as a yes."
He stood up, his golden eyes sweeping over the room, just in case some brave soul wanted to try their luck—but thankfully, everyone had a functioning brain.
His gaze turned to Lucian. From now on, his father-in-law would handle the rest.
There was no point in wasting more of his own time on politics.
Then, he turned to Lyrx.
She met his eyes and instantly understood—her role was to assist and ensure everything ran smoothly.
With that, he vanished from his spot like a ghost.
This display of power served as a reminder—he could come and go anytime, anywhere, even when they were asleep in the comfort of their own bedrooms .
