Noah pointed at the old man and said harshly, “Heed my advice, Archibald. There will come a day when you’ll lose your powers and glory. It’d be wiser to not make enemies of everyone around you.”

That was when Archibald finally spoke. “You’re tough enough to survive it, Noah! Well, you should’ve gone straight to the police department. So, what are you doing here, making a scene?!”

He knew just how to turn the old man’s word back on him. After all, he was very tough.

He sneered. “I’m worried that the moment I step foot into the police department, you’ll be so concerned that you might need to take medication for your heart attack!”

Instead of lingering in the conference room, he turned around and left.

At this moment in time, he and Archibald had had a fallout in front of the public. There was no turning back now.

He had just taken a couple of steps forward when he saw Gwynn standing outside. She looked very miserable. She was still wearing her indoor slippers, for crying out loud.