Meanwhile, in the main mansion, a group of unlikely adults gathered. Ivan, Nagisa, Vladimir, Claudia and Selina.
Dimitri left earlier to start his business and task, hoping to catch some mid-level members of the Hati clan during their monthly delivery of high-end narcotics.
A trade the Fenrir clan detested.
Each of them drank a different type of alcohol, but the atmosphere carried a mixture of hope, worry, and the scent of frustration.
Ivan's deep voice echoed, sitting in the head seat while gazing towards the mansion gifted to Nikolai along with the tower beside it for defence.
"Are you sure this is alright?"
Vladimir, Claudia and Selina reacted the same. Their gazes snapped towards Ivan while Selene's mother trembled, her lips barely able to remain neutral.
