บท 85: It was already too late.

The butler came back after a while and reported, "Sir, it doesn't seem Madam plans to bring many things. Alfred said he would be able to assist her, so we don't need to send anyone from here." He had already expected this —after all, everything to Arwen's preference had been arranged and prepared for her comfort here. Unless something held deep sentimental value, it was unlikely she felt anything missing. 

Aiden nodded, his fingers still working away at the keys of his laptop. His expression remained serene, and it wasn't hard for Mr. Jones to realize he was in the middle of something important. So, with a respectful bow, the butler quietly excused himself. 

But just as Mr. Jones left, another man rushed in like a storm. His demeanour was exhausted, but his eyes were sharp, filled with questions as if he was on a quest for answers. Behind him, Emyr followed closely.