At that moment in time he turned his phone around, showing the screen to everyone. The call history was right there. The logs clearly displayed Elias' number, proving he had been the one to contact them.
Immediately a heavy silence followed.
Olivia's entire body stiffened. The confidence she had just seconds ago shattered like fragile glass. She couldn't look at anyone—especially not Zane.
Elias could feel his entire world crumbling beneath him. There was no getting out of this.
The eyes around the table burned into him.
He was trapped, and he's going to the humiliated.
And worst of all… exposed.
Then Elias clenched his fists under the table, his nails digging into his palms so hard they nearly drew blood. His mind raced, searching desperately for an escape, an excuse—anything.
But there was nothing, nothing but the suffocating silence and the weight of his own failure.
His breath hitched.
And then, with a voice so small, so defeated, he muttered:
"I… I apologize."
