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Caesor shifted his gaze to Nicholas Taylor and let out a cold laugh. "Mr. Taylor, why so quiet? Don't you think this game of making up stories out of thin air is a bit ridiculous?"

All eyes turned to Nicholas Taylor. He was trapped—he'd already silently backed Nadia's claims, and going back on them now would mean slapping himself in the face.

And in front of Caesor, he refused to show weakness