Inside the main hall of the Hayes estate, a rare gathering had taken place. Three powerful families sat together under one roof—an event that hadn't happened in decades.
At the center table sat:
Chairman Carter of the Carter family, his stern eyes sharp despite his age. His son Nolan sat beside him, posture rigid, listening carefully.
On the other side, Alistair Hayes leaned back with his signature composed demeanor. Damian stood respectfully behind him, silent and attentive.
And finally, Augustine Marclaire sat with his father,Walter Marclaire. The legend. The King of the North. A man who once terrorized half the underworld and ruled the cold with an iron will.
A heavy silence lingered, broken only by the faint ticking of the antique clock.
Alistair finally spoke, his tone calm but purposeful.
"So, what do you think about that boy… Ethan?"
Chairman Carter nodded thoughtfully.
