In the opulent hall where the Blackthorn Family banquet was to take place, a sizable crowd of staff members had gathered.
-CHATTER!
The buzz of conversation and nervous whispers filled the air. They were to be inspected and instructed for their roles in the grand event.
The head butler, a man of wide stature and an air of authority, stood at the front of the room. His monocle was shining with his white mustache flowing through the corners of his mouth.
His eyes contained cruelty and arrogance as he looked down on countless different people who were gathered here.
Everyone was specifically selected from the agencies that made a name in the sector, but even then, he had complete pride over the fact that he was the worker of world's one of the strongest families.
"Ohom!"
He cleared his throat, and the chatter began to die down.
