"What did you say?"
"They used a legal trick to arrange your arrest under an absurd amount of caution."
"Oh."
Luther switched his eyes to Emiliano.
His eyes gleamed—caught somewhere between hope and fear, bright with the fragile weight of both. But then they shifted, flicking away in a quiet collapse as the truth settled. The betrayal had landed. And in that single glance downward, he let the light drain from his gaze without a word.
Emiliano smiled reassuringly.
"I already paid for it."
Lu let out a long breath, shoulders sinking as the tension drained from his body. The exhale was quiet, almost shaky, like he'd been holding it in for far too long. For the first time, his face softened—relief settling into every line. The peace didn't last long.
"We have another problem aside from Emiliano's ten billion-dollar receipt."
