The whole group was gathered around a table in the old building. It was past midnight, and yet, nobody had even a trace of sleep in their eyes as they stared at that painting from the Welbys' home.
"Are you sure that this paiting can be the result of our search?" Raynold asked unsurely.
"Well… father thinks so. Why else Lord Walter would gift him this painting on his birthday when he didn't gift anything to others?" Rees asked.
"And remember what Lord Walter said at that time to father? 'I hope you will cherish this memory of us. This is the only way of my communication with you. I am handing you myself, everything I have ever was and everything that I have achieved.'" Thea reminded them.
