Ian knocked on Alfred’s office door with Belle by his side.

Belle walked in.

The spacious office was decorated with understated luxury. Every little ornament was meticulously arranged, exuding professionalism and taste.

Alfred stood by the floor-to-ceiling window on the phone.

The afternoon autumn sun streamed in from the west, casting a halo over his side, making his expensive black suit shimmer with a play of light. He looked like a ...