Early in the morning, Atra Blanc delivered a sumptuous breakfast to the upstairs bedroom, not wanting Purple Summers to strain herself by going up and down the stairs. Alexander Summers also conveniently benefited from his wife's thoughtfulness and enjoyed a breakfast in bed.
Munching on the delicious food, caressing his wife with one hand, and being waited on by his mother beside him, Alexander felt extremely content and comfortable.
However, that comfort did not last long.
The servant gently knocked on the door: "Sir, Mr. Hayes and Mr. Hunter Dalton are here."
...
Mr. Ghost Hayes anxiously paced back and forth in the study.
After several rounds, he turned to Hunter to ask, "Hunter, what do you think... How should we put it later?"
Hunter Dalton replied, "Elder, the best would be to tell the truth."
"Tell the truth? Say that we actually have no way at all?" Mr. Ghost Hayes stared at him with wide eyes, his expression as if saying: Do you think I'm an idiot?
