The Everhart estate was nothing like anything Mattew had seen before.
From the moment he stepped inside with Delilah and Caine, the place made its message clear without a single word being spoken. The grand hall stretched far deeper than expected, with ceilings so high they seemed to disappear into gold-patterned designs that caught the light of enormous chandeliers. The marble floor beneath them was so polished it reflected their movements like a mirror, making every step feel deliberate and watched.
This was not just wealth on display. It was power carefully built over generations, the kind that shaped families and controlled everything around it without effort.
Near the entrance, attendants stood in neat formation, each one holding elegant masks on silver trays. They moved with preci
