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.”

myriad triumphs and tribulations, had mastered the art of

Tyrone had just cast in his direction sent an

Tyrone bore the mark of Horace’s lineage,

with your work. I’ll come shortly,”

“Understood.”

drew a deep breath, willing himself to an even keel, before

stood and extended his hand

well, Mr. Blakely,

and gave him a sidelong glance to

him, who had unexpectedly assumed control

a genial smile, Horace positioned himself opposite

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