Meanwhile, Shane ventured out in search of Horace, while a servant swiftly entered, bearing a tray laden with tea.

Gesturing wordlessly, Tyrone signaled the servant to place the tray on the table. He scanned the study’s layout briefly, then withdrew his scrutiny.

Shane rapped lightly on Horace’s bedroom door, securing permission before gently pushing it open.

“Sir, Tyrone’s arrived.”

Angela’s Library

Horace, now garbed in a pristine suit, meticulously adjusting his collar, asked, “Did he say something?”

A furrow appeared on Shane’s brow as he replied, “I asked him, but all he mentioned was an impending discussion with you. He didn’t mention the subject at hand.”

through myriad triumphs and tribulations,

Tyrone had just cast in his direction sent an unexpected ripple of

mark of Horace’s lineage, a figure

your work. I’ll

“Understood.”

drew a deep

In deference, Tyrone stood and extended his

Blakely, do take

a sidelong glance to check

surmised the latent power within him, who had unexpectedly assumed

Horace positioned himself

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