However, instead of answering Ryley, the guards lowered their heads once more.
This time, the bow was noticeably deeper, causing a faint crease to appear between Ryley's brows.
Before he could demand an explanation, the private elevator leading to the tower suddenly chimed.
The sound echoed throughout Buffer Hall.
Ryley sharply turned toward it and froze.
The elevator doors slid open, revealing Clyde stepping out with little Ryder resting comfortably in his arms. Beside him walked Mervyn, one hand gently holding Morgan's, while Miss Semaya followed a step behind them with Rosaline at her side.
Clyde's expression immediately shifted into a frown when he saw the scene waiting for him.
Ryley stood in the middle of Buffer Hall with reddened eyes, Vincent's men gathered nearby, and enough tension hanging in the air to suggest that something had gone terribly wrong.
"Ryley?" Clyde called out as he stepped forward. "What's wrong?"
For a brief moment, Ryley simply stared.
