Music Recommendation: Phone call- Stuart Earl
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In the town of Woodlock, late in the night, Noah Sullivan stepped inside the mansion that belonged to his family. He was greeted by the butler, who bowed his head and took Noah's coat off him.
"Would you like me to tell the cook to prepare the food and get the dining room ready?" the butler politely asked him.
"I already had my dinner outside, Marshall. I would appreciate a glass of whiskey sent to the study room," said Noah, and the butler bowed.
"I will be there with it quickly, Sire."
Noah nodded, but before the butler could leave, he asked, "Did everyone sleep?"
But it wasn't the butler who answered him but his mother, who stepped into the hall with a shawl draped around her shoulders. His mother had the same black hair as him and walked up to him.
