Eighty-Six

I froze as Tony's command rang through the room, and the door burst open, two security guards entering swiftly.

Tony’s command was swift and rigid. “Guards, escort her out of this room. Now. The Boss just got out of a critical situation and he does need this kind of distraction. Make sure to inform the staff that she's not allowed under on circumstances back into this room."

The guards moved forward, their expressions stern, and I looked at Atlas, hoping for some sign of support, but his gaze was distant, conflicted. My heart pounded in my chest as I took a step back, preparing to leave.

But before the guards could reach me, Atlas’s voice cut through the tension, weak but unhesitating. “Stop. Let her stay.”

The guards paused, their eyes shifting between Tony and Atlas. Tony’s face twisted into a grimace, clearly displeased with Atlas’s order. “Boss, this is not the time. I need to share critical information with you.”

Atlas’s eyes, though weary, were relentless as he looked at Tony. “S