I angrily marched towards Zairon's office, my mind a storm of frustration and suspicion. For days, Zachary had been impersonating him, and the rumors about Zairon bringing women into his office had grown louder and more persistent. Initially, I dismissed them as mere gossip, but when Dalcy herself confirmed seeing it yesterday, I knew I couldn't ignore it any longer. While his brothers exhibited gentlemanly behavior, Zairon seemed to revel in being the complete opposite.
Reaching the office, I didn't bother with formalities. I pushed the door open with a forceful shove, the sound echoing in the room. There he was, seated at his desk, engrossed in some work. I halted in my tracks, momentarily taken aback. He was actually working? It was almost a miracle!