Vespera City.
The luxurious dining hall of the Mordecai residence remained unusually quiet tonight.
Soft instrumental music played somewhere in the background while servants carefully arranged the dishes and cleaned the table after dinner. The atmosphere looked peaceful from the outside, almost like a normal wealthy family finally enjoying a calm evening together after years of distance.
But only Corbin knew how heavy his mind truly was.
His wife sat beside their children helping with the dessert while Corbin's mother quietly poured tea into delicate cups.
Yet throughout the entire dinner, Corbin's phone continued vibrating again and again.
The same unknown number.
Again.
And again.
He ignored it every single time.
His wife finally noticed.
"You are not answering?"
Corbin forced a small smile.
"Just work."
But his mother quietly looked at him.
A mother always notices more than others.
