As Hwan stood amid the crumbling aftermath of the dungeon break, his eyes lingered on the spot where Nina had vanished into the crowd.
Her figure had already disappeared, but he kept staring anyway, as if he could still see her silhouette against the noise and chaos.
He let out a long sigh, raking a hand through his hair.
"That was way too suspicious… and I looked like a complete idiot. Grabbing her face like that? What was I thinking?"
He muttered to himself.
The moment replayed in his head over and over again—her wide eyes, the hesitation in her voice, the way she scrambled to offer an excuse.
He knew she was lying. He wasn't stupid. And yet…
"Where's our witness?"
Gwen's voice cut through his self-deprecating thoughts. She walked over, arms crossed and expression unimpressed as always.
Hwan cleared his throat and straightened.
"She was exhausted. As the gracious man I am, I allowed her to head home."
He said smoothly, forcing a smile.
Gwen raised an eyebrow.
