Seeing the murmurs starting up again, Zac quickly spoke up. "Stalling? Hah! It's just a phone call. I'll call Ivan right now. He's my close friend, and if someone dares to copy his signature design in front of me, it's my duty to let him know."
He spoke with righteousness, as if he were passing judgment on some heinous criminal.
After saying that, Zac shot Arthur a look, then pretended to scroll through his phone, but his screen never actually showed the contacts list.
He was waiting. Waiting for Arthur to panic and beg.
Arthur had grown up in the Gray family, so he must have heard of Mr. Ivan. Otherwise, why would he have dared to copy his mark?
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