"Exactly what you are hearing, Mr. Robert." Anthony's expression looked calm and indifferent; there was also a slight displeasure in his eyes, as if he was chiding Robert for his unprofessional behavior by interrupting Anthony midway through his speech.
"These were developed by me! You promised to present it to the president on my behalf!" Robert furiously pointed at Anthony as a gasp echoed in the meeting room.
"Oh? And what proof do you have? Do you think that you can stand up and suddenly claim that the gauntlets were designed by you, and we will all believe you?"
"I have a video!" Robert's legs were trembling as he pulled out his phone and started to search for the backup video. His body turned cold, and his eyes widened with each passing second.
The video... it was gone...
Where was it?
His eyes flew straight to Anthony; his words were mixed with accusation and disbelief: "How did you delete the video from my phone?"
