"Honestly, we've wasted enough time already. You're far too young to be sitting at this table," Delia decreed, voice sharp as a blade's edge. "There's no way this circus act should be continued any longer."
That was exactly when Kaiden started laughing.
At first, it was a low, quiet chuckle. But it soon grew louder and sharper with every passing second, until he was leaning back in his chair, smiling like he was watching a comedy unfold.
He looked at each of them, slowly, one by one.
First, Marlow.
"You say fake, I say not, so who's right and who's wrong? I'm more than happy to let the public decide. We'll post the video. Let both the interned and the awakened networks run with it. Let the platform algorithm chew on it like fresh meat. Let's see what the court of public opinion thinks, hm? Are you greasy, old pigs in the wrong, or are my beautiful, innocent little angels uttering lies?"
Marlow's mouth opened, but nothing came out.
