822 Chapter 822: Luxury

"You reacted to those words. Now the only question is…

…which one?"

"..."

"Bernard Ross, Supers, Themarians, King. Whiteking — you reacted again."

"Wouldn't you react if you heard a bunch of strange words too?"

There was a certain sense of intensity in the air. It was light, but everybody in the room could feel it — especially Miller and Rob who were standing near the door with the broken lock. They were part of the CIA, and they already had more than enough secrets to last an entire lifetime, each.

One could not imagine just how many more the Secretary of Defense of the entire country has.

"I would, but I would be confused," Hera continued to stare into Secretary Kent's face.

"...Can you read minds?" Kent squinted his eyes as he slightly looked away.