Gilbert and Andrew had no chance of outdoing Fane, which aggravated Andrew into utter defiance.
He took a deep breath as he turned around. He looked right at Fane's eyes, his gaze piercing right at the man.
Fane raised an eyebrow as he coldly looked at Andrew and Gilbert.
Gilbert pointed at him and said through gritted teeth," Form them again! Otherwise, I won't believe you!"
It was obvious how heavy and complicated Gilbert's feelings were at that moment, but Fane merely laughed as he then stared at Gilbert condescendingly, coldly.
"Who do you think you are? Must I do it just because you asked me to?
"Why do I care if you believe it or not? The vicetreasurer saw what I did. Why do I care what the two of you saw?!"
Those words slammed Gilbert like meteors from the sky, and Gilbert’s expression became darker by the minute. He felt like he would never defeat Fane when it came to a duel of words.
Fane-even down to his response-was right.
"I don't care! If you don't prove yourself to me, I won't accept your result. The nomination is still mine!"
Gilbert had already gone mad from anger at that point.
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