The room was small and dim, filled with a stillness that would determine the Arthur family's future.
Evening shadows crept across the walls as a hushed murmur echoed faintly from outside, hinting that even the air itself was tense with anticipation.
Inside, Adam sat composed in a chair, his presence calm yet undeniably intense.
Gavin, Isolde, and Roland stood around him, exchanging uneasy glances as they weighed the gravity of their meeting.
"So, how do we start?" Isolde's question broke the silence, her words hanging in the air like a spark in dry wood.
"We've accounted for everyone in my family who lives here, right?" Adam asked, his gaze shifting over the three.
The question prompted a silent exchange between them, and after a moment, Gavin spoke up. "Actually… there are still some family members who aren't here. They don't live in the mansion."
