Master Victor, Madam Anderson has been waiting patiently for your arrival," the loyal butler announced with a deep bow as they reached the ornate double doors of her private quarters.
"What's her agenda this time?" Victor asked curtly, crossing his arms.
"Madam kept it confidential, sir. She simply insisted on your immediate presence," the butler replied evenly, his tone neutral and professional.
"Fine, but this better be worth carving out time from my packed schedule—I have endless priorities stacking up," Victor muttered, his voice laced with irritation as he waved the butler ahead.
Victor strode confidently through the mansion's labyrinthine corridors, each twist and turn as familiar to him as the back of his hand. He had grown up exploring every nook and cranny of this colossal est
