Christian couldn't sleep that night. So, he rings for someone to bring him a drink or food. A butler came with a glass of milk instead of alcohol and some fortune biscuits. He watched as he bowed and put it on the table.
"Thank you." He said as he took the silver spoon and put it on the milk to stir it. Oddly, no one would serve fortune cookies in this house.
He took a cookie and broke it. There's a paper inside and he gently took it out as he clenched it and brought the cookies to his mouth. He chewed it carefully. It tastes familiar. Could it be Dmitri's cookies? He breaks another and takes out the paper and he makes sure that the camera won't see it. He relaxed and sipped on his milk.
