At that moment, hearing what the man just said, Samuel's whole body tensed up. His face twisted with clear rage, his eyes dark and burning with irritation. He wasn't just angry he was hungry for answers. The calmness in his voice disappeared completely.
"That fool!" Samuel snapped, his voice loud and heavy. "Who the hell does he think he is to interfere in what concerns me?"
Then he slammed his palm hard on the desk, the sound echoing sharply through the study room. The papers on his desk shifted, but he didn't care.
"I didn't expect this nonsense," he spat. "But now that someone is trying to show interest in Cora... so soon… I can't take this lightly."
At that moment he started pacing again, his footsteps harder on the floor this time.
"I knew this would happen eventually, but not this fast," Samuel muttered to himself. "If they want to play this game, fine. I'll double my efforts."
His fists clenched tightly by his side, his breathing sharp and heavy.
