The next morning, the sun had barely risen in the sky when a black car arrived at the Rowan’s private residence.

The morning was peaceful, surrounded by the trees and trimmed grass. Guards stood alert near the entrance, their eyes fixed on the car as it stopped in the driveway.

Rowan walked out of the house with Kyle by his side. Both of them were dressed in dark suits, and their face looked serious.

Soon, Mr. Steve, wearing a grey suit, stepped out of the car, and he held a thin briefcase ...