In the mansion, inside a luxurious Victorian style room.
Michael is currently seated on a luxurious-looking long sofa, and in front of him is a table that has multiple teacups filled with tea, fruits and two different kinds of cakes.
On the opposite side of the table is a man around mid to late fifties who has a mustache and a long beard that reaches his chest, and right now he's looking at Michael with narrowed eyes, and sitting beside the man is a busty woman around the same age as the old man, and the said person is looking at Michael with a pleasant and shock expression on her face.
The two people are respectively Duke Arnold Cympyr and his wife, Helen.
And on the sofa, left of Michael is their daughter Beatrice who's currently wearing a scowling expression on her face while staring at Michael.
Michael didn't care about how they are looking at him, as he just continued to devour the food in front of him.
Why?
It's late again! Damn!