The man's face was shrouded in an indescribable gloom, his thin lips curled into a cruel arc as he spoke in a low voice, "Tomorrow, have Nicholas brought to the villa."
Maximilian's heart jolted, yet he dared not ask further. Over the past three years, Ignatius's actions had grown increasingly inscrutable, likely beginning when he divorced Miss Delphine.
If Nicholas were to be brought to the villa, what kind of state would Miss Delphine be in?
Maximilian racked his brains. Was Ignatius truly planning to take Nicholas back from Miss Delphine? The more he thought about it, the more restless he felt. He made a call to Arthur White.
Although Arthur White had been stationed in the South Seas for the past three years, it was still akin to exile, as Ignatius had shifted his focus temporarily to the Imperial City.
