"Ledger?"

Langdon's pupils contracted as he stared at the familiar red ledgers at his feet. His expression finally faltered.

He had never expected the enforcement team to uncover the ledgers he had hidden in a secret compartment. Every transaction written on those pages was damning—evidence of years of collusion with officials and wealthy merchants, of bribes and embezzlement.

He had kept them as leverage to ensure those officials wouldn't abandon him when things went south. But what was meant to shield him had now sealed his fate.

His assets could be confiscated, and he could refuse to acknowledge his own children. But how could he possibly talk his way out of a ledger filled with his handwritten records?

Langdon's frown deepened as sweat poured down his face. Before he realized it, his back was already drenched.

"Mr. Langdon, why are you sweating so much? Is it too hot in here? Should I have someone fan you?" Axel taunted with a sneer.

The evidence they had gathered was more