Bryan’s steely gaze sharpened as he took a step closer to Randall and Michael, his grip tightening on the document. "You two were the ones who compromised your roles here and openly threatened to leave first," he declared, his voice dripping with finality.
Randall scoffed, crossing his arms defiantly. "Oh, please. Who's going to believe you? Word against word, Bryan. No one’s going to take your side over ours. We're the respected ones in this industry."
A slow, confident smile tugged at the corner of Bryan’s lips. He calmly pulled out his phone, pressing play. The recorded voices of Randall and Michael of what they just say.
The color drained from both men’s faces as their own words, filled with arrogance, played back to them like a confession.
They lunged forward to grab the paper desperation……
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