"Useless! Every single one of you is completely, utterly useless!"
Kieran roared, his jaw clenched so tightly it looked ready to shatter.
"This is a guarded house!" Kieran slammed his fist flat onto the conference table, making the crystal glasses rattle. "We have surveillance. We have guards stationed directly outside her door. And you are telling me my daughter vanished into thin air from a locked room?!"
In the corner, Aurielle was softly weeping as Kendella sat right beside her, holding her half-sister's hands tightly, whispering soothing words to try and pacify her growing panic.
Jae-Hyun stood by the wide glass window. Usually, he was the playful one in the family—the guy who broke the tension with a quick, dry joke—but right now, even his face was tight, his thumbs flying across his phone as he tracked the incoming reports from the field.
