As soon as Trevor stepped into the grand mansion, the atmosphere hit him like a wall.
He paused just beyond the doors, narrowing his eyes as he inhaled deeply through his nose. There was something… wrong. A dark energy clung to the air like humidity before a thunderstorm, sharp and choking in his lungs.
His instincts stirred immediately, clawing at the surface like an awakened beast. It had been so long since something like this had happened in the mansion. So long since Roman's aura had been this volatile, this overbearing.
Before his thoughts could spiral further, footsteps echoed against the marble floor. Daniel appeared at the far end of the hallway, his face too pale, brows drawn together in concern. He was walking briskly, urgency lacing every movement. That alone was telling.
"I think something is wrong with Madam, and Boss is unreachable," Daniel reported as he came to a halt in front of Trevor, his voice low but tight with worry.
