บท 117: A rising storm

The ancient mansion echoed with the faint whisper of shadows as Rose, clad in her signature elegance, sat at the head of a large mahogany table. Damien lounged casually nearby, his gaze flitting between Rose and the flickering candlelight. Mimic stood at Damien's side, her features an unreadable mask of loyalty and concealed disdain.

Summoned at Rose's behest, Reggie, with a palpable aura of vigilance, took his place opposite Damien. His brothers, Gunther and Randal, remained back, their watchful eyes trained on the drama going on with the media. Their post, Tessa's apartment, where they monitored movements and reported back to Rose.

As the tension simmered beneath the surface, the conversation turned to the daunting task ahead: the rescue of Blake from the clutches of the state correctional facility.