The car rolled to a smooth stop, and with a soft *creak*, both passenger doors swung open. Esme and Kai stepped out, their eyes naturally drawn to the grandeur surrounding them.
The towering mansion loomed above, its elegant stone facade exuding an aura of timeless sophistication. As Esme walked toward the small set of stairs leading into the mansion, her gaze shifted to the figure waiting at the entrance.
Ray, dressed in a simple black shirt and pants, sat in a wheelchair, his presence commanding despite the evident need for support.
A servant stood behind him, ready to assist, though the sight of their master was anything but pitiful. As soon as Ray caught sight of Esme, his face lit up with a bright smile, one that softened his usually stern features.
"Honey," he called out, his voice warm and sweet, a tone that seemed to transform the entire atmosphere. The servants, who had gathered to greet Esme, couldn't hide their surprise.
