Chapter 168

ROBERT'S POV

The room seemed to freeze, everyone waiting for Sylvia's answer. But she said nothing, her eyes closed, her red hair framing her face. I could feel the pressure building inside me, a mix of frustration, exhaustion, and anger.

I had just been in an accident and had to listen to Thompson and Odette in one night. The last thing I needed was Sylvia closing in on me like this. She had to release the name.

“Why won't you say his name?” I demanded, my voice echoing off the walls. Sylvia remained silent, and the tension snapped. I slammed my hand against the table, the impact sending the lamp crashing to the floor. Shards of glass scattered across the room like tiny, sparkl