HAVING A SERIOUS TALK IN THE GARDEN
People had come from all corners of the city to gather at the Haden's grand mansion, an elegant and imposing structure nestled amidst lush gardens.
It was a somber occasion, a wake for a family struck by tragedy. The air was heavy with grief, and the sprawling gardens had been transformed into a serene and picturesque setting for the gathering.
Chairs and tables, elegantly arranged under the gently swaying trees, created an atmosphere that felt both mournful and soothing. As guests mingled and consoled the bereaved family, the sunlight danced through the leaves, casting a dappled pattern on the grass.
Representatives of the Scorpion gang were discreetly present. They stood on the fringes of the garden, their dark attire and stern expressions a stark contrast to the otherwise serene atmosphere. Their faces were stoic as they mourned their leader.
