The car engine hummed steadily as it moved through the evening roads, the faint glow of city lights reflecting off its polished surface. Inside the car, Arthur and Julia sat in the back seat, while James drove quietly from the front.
A brief silence lingered—
Until James spoke. "The Brandon family, in this country, is one of the families that is steadily increasing its influence. They host auctions like these regularly… inviting the most influential figures to build connections and strike deals."
Arthur rested his head lightly against the seat, his gaze unfocused.
James continued, "The rich can also… enjoy themselves here freely. All types of deals take place—drug trafficking, slavery, and even the buying and selling of stolen items."
Julia's expression hardened slightly.
"They do everything they can here," James added, his tone calm but heavy. "Many high-ranking officials in this country are closely related to the Brandon family."
