Chapter 231: The Unyielding Guard at the Concert

"Where are they?" Dedari demanded, his voice low but commanding as he addressed the chief organizer of the concert. He was asking on behalf of his family, his gaze piercing into the light brown eyes of the stout man standing in front of him. The tension between them was palpable. Dedari’s patience was wearing thin, and his family—especially Prest—was just as restless. The atmosphere was heavy with expectation, and a growing sense of irritation spread through the group. "Well, you see..." the organizer, Mr. Oleg, began, his words stumbling as though he had forgotten how to speak. His uncertainty only fueled Prest's growing frustration. Prest was not one for delays, especially when hunger gnawed at him. His fierce appetite made the situation even more intolerable, and he had little tolerance for men like Oleg, who stuttered and fumbled with their words. Zande, trying to diffuse the escalating tension, spoke up. "Sir, we don't have all the time in the world. Could you please tell us wha