The atmosphere in the lawn had completely changed.
Only a short while ago, the villa had been filled with laughter, wedding gifts, and family conversations.
Now four men sat beneath the quiet night sky discussing a threat that could affect entire nations.
For a moment, nobody spoke.
Then Timothy finally broke the silence.
His voice was calm but firm.
"I think we should not keep secrets from each other anymore."
Everyone looked at him.
The old man slowly leaned back in his chair.
"At this point, more information will help us form a better plan."
Gordon nodded immediately.
"I agree with Brother."
His eyes moved toward Lucian.
"We are long past the point of handling things alone."
Miles remained silent.
Lucian looked tired.
For the first time, he looked every bit his age.
Miles finally spoke.
"I know this is your fight, Grandmaster."
Lucian looked at him.
"But the problem is no longer a personal problem."
Miles' expression hardened.
"It affects every country."
