Europe, Reddington Castle.
David Redington, who had just coaxed his wife and three treasures to sleep, came to the study room.
The study room on the fourth floor of the castle was brightly lit, and even though it was late at night, a man's magnetic baritone voice could still be heard inside.
At this time, it was still daytime in Eastonia, and the young man in the study room was having a video conference with his subordinates.
When David Redington pushed the door open and entered, Abraham Redington was just ending a meeting.
Since Abraham Redington suddenly returned to Europe from Eastonia, he had barely left the study room; it was either work or work, and even his rest was just a short nap in the lounge next to the study room.
"Abbie." David Redington pushed the door open and entered, seeing the young man sitting at the desk, his blue eyes deep.
"Uncle." Upon seeing the visitor, Abraham Redington's ice-blue eyes finally softened a bit.
