Chapter 856

Helen frowned slightly, choosing to stay silent. Chandler reached out, patting her arm reassuringly. "Take a break. I'll handle this." With that, he opened the door to the room and stepped inside. Owen had regained his composure, lounging nonchalantly in the chair. He gave Chandler a disdainful glance and remarked, "Here comes another one." After a pause, he taunted, "Go ahead, employ whatever tricks you have. If I manage to get out of here alive, I'll ensure everything that transpired here today sees the light of day." Meanwhile, Chandler stood over Owen, maintaining his silence. Stray locks of hair partially obscured his dark eyes, enhancing his enigmatic air. Owen waited in silence, growing increasingly puzzled by Chandler's lack of response. Eventually, he lifted his head, a hint of confusion in his eyes. "What's going on? Why aren't you talking? Are you trying to play nice now? Let me tell you, flattery won't work. You'd better swallow those sweet words before it's too late