A soft chuckle broke the silence of the room, its echo reverberating in every corner as Vince's gaze sharpened, his eyes piercing through the tension.
"Indeed," he began, his voice steady but laced with an undercurrent of irony. "It would be rather difficult to explain myself if I were left locked up in a cell while my people scrambled to find evidence proving that this company is operating properly, in full compliance with the laws of this land."
He paused, letting the weight of his words settle before continuing. "Yes, we may be a company that originated from another country, not a local entity. But we respect the customs, the governance, and the economy of Barcelona. We've made every effort to ensure we operate within the boundaries of the law."