[Daniel's Office]
The air inside the room was suffocatingly heavy, the temperature seemingly dropping as Daniel leaned back in his chair, his sharp gaze fixed on the trembling man before him.
"Are you sure it was the guard you gave the file to?" Daniel's voice was calm, but laced with a quiet danger that made the hairs on the back of Stevan's neck stand on end.
Stevan gulped hard, darting an anxious glance at Henry before nodding. "Y-Yes, Boss. I personally told him to hand the file to Ms. Mariam, just as per your orders."
Henry studied him carefully, but everything about Stevan's demeanor screamed truth. He wasn't lying—Stevan knew better than to risk his life by deceiving Daniel Clafford.
Daniel, however, fell silent. His expression hardened, sinking deeper into thought as he weighed the confirmation. The silence in the office grew deafening, pressing against the walls until Stevan's breath came in shallow, uneven bursts.
Finally, Daniel flicked his wrist. "You may go."
