[Ellie's P.O.V]
When we parted ways with Xavier yesterday, we hadn't revealed our names, and today we were welcomed in despite our changed disguises. I couldn't tell if it was Xavier's carefreeness or Count Andrew's excessive trust in him.
However, upon following the maid to the living room, I instantly understood everything, even feeling stunned by the scene before me.
But I quickly composed myself and looked at the middle-aged man sitting in the center of the sofa. His temples were slightly gray, but he looked energetic and alert, watching us with a probing gaze. He was undoubtedly Count Andrew.
Xavier stood beside Count Andrew, and behind this father-son pair stood a line of bodyguards wearing black sunglasses and suits. I counted at least fifteen of them.
