The Truth

"What?"

Aeliana looked at Solomon, her expression cold, as though she found no humor in his words.

Joaquin scowled.

"That's impossible. One of my men would've reported it by now if anything involving the four great clans was happening in the underground world."

Solomon, however, remained unbothered. He shrugged his shoulders casually.

"It hasn't been revealed to the entire underground world yet. Only to the more... influential people. I happen to have a buddy—let's call him that—who's in the know. He told me. But don't worry, it's only a matter of time before everyone else there finds out."

Without warning, a file materialized in his hand. Solomon tossed it to Joaquin, who caught it effortlessly, his gaze already shifting to the folder.

Aeliana walked behind him, peering over his shoulder. Together, they opened the file.

The more they read, the colder their expressions became.