With the support of his two sons, Zane struggled to his feet.
Years of neglecting exercise and an aging body made the fall particularly rough, his joints ached, and every movement felt stiff. But right now, that was the least of his concerns.
His glare was sharp as he stared at the group gathered around Arthur, his teeth clenched in frustration.
"Arthur! You claim I attacked you, should I call an ambulance for you to get checked out?" he spat, his tone laced with mockery.
As Zane spoke, Arthur clutched his stomach, feigning difficulty as he gradually stood up.
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