"Thank you, Albert," Calvin began, his voice reflecting genuine appreciation as he addressed his host. "It's truly an honor to be here tonight. Your generosity and hospitality are unparalleled, and I'm grateful for the opportunity to join you and your esteemed guests for this dinner."Albert smiled warmly, his eyes crinkling at the corners with a sense of satisfaction. "The pleasure is all mine, Calvin," he replied graciously. "Your presence adds to the richness of our gathering, and I'm delighted to have you here as my guest of honor."Calvin nodded, a humble smile gracing his lips as he accepted Albert's kind words. Despite the tension emanating from Kevin's direction, Calvin remained composed, focusing on the warmth and graciousness of his host. The grandeur of the mansion's interior and the elegance of the evening further elevated Calvin's sense of appreciation for the invitation.Dante, sensing the tension in the air, approached Calvin with a sincere apology. "I want to apologize

David stood frozen, his heart pounding with fear and uncertainty as he watched his grandfather's distress unfold before him. Tears welled up in his eyes, blurring his vision as he called out to Albert, his voice trembling with concern and desperation. "Grandpa, are you okay?" he cried out, his words laced with worry.Meanwhile, Dante's voice cut through the chaos like a beacon of urgency, his tone thick with apprehension as he sought a solution to the dire situation. "We need to do something! What should we do?" he exclaimed, his eyes darting around the room in search of guidance.However, Kevin's accusatory tone shattered the tense atmosphere, redirecting the focus onto Calvin. His voice dripped with disdain as he pointed an accusing finger at Calvin, assigning blame for the unfolding crisis. "Calvin did something to him! What did you do, Calvin? You bastard! You didn’t cure him, you make things worst! Admit it! You are just a rat who wants Albert Finch’s money!" Kevin demanded, his

Calvin's voice carried a tone of genuine concern as he addressed Albert, his regret evident in every word. "I'm truly sorry this happened, Albert," he expressed, his eyes reflecting sincerity. "I hope you can apprehend whoever is responsible swiftly."Calvin's voice carried across the room, a soothing balm amidst the tension that lingered. His sincere apology resonated with Albert, who visibly softened at Calvin's words, a shadow of sadness crossing his features."It's unfathomable that someone would wish harm upon my recovery," Albert admitted with a heavy sigh, his disbelief palpable.Kevin, once vocal in his accusations, now remained silent, the gravity of the situation weighing heavily upon him. The realization that someone had targeted Albert shook him to the core, leaving him at a loss for words.In response, Calvin offered a reassuring smile, his demeanor calm and composed despite the turmoil surrounding them."Rest assured, Albert, I've done everything in my power to remove th

Calvin and the other guests continued their dinner, with Alana still harboring the hope that she had a chance with Calvin. She cast a haughty glance at Christina, convinced that Calvin loved her more than he did Christina. She reminisced about how Calvin had once been utterly infatuated with her, and she was certain that his rejection earlier was simply a result of lingering anger.As the dinner concluded, Albert stood and tapped his glass gently to get everyone's attention. The room fell silent as he cleared his throat and spoke with his usual authoritative yet warm tone. "Ladies and gentlemen," Albert began, a smile spreading across his face, "I hope you all enjoyed the dinner. I want to extend my gratitude for your presence tonight and for your support. Now, let’s continue our evening with a cocktail party in the mansion's garden. The night is still young, and I believe we all deserve to unwind after such an eventful day."The guests responded with polite applause and appreciative m

As the night wore on, Christina continued to sip on cocktails, enjoying the relaxed atmosphere and the company of the other guests. She chatted animatedly, her laughter ringing out amidst the evening's festivities. However, as the drinks kept coming, Christina began to lose track of how much she had consumed.Calvin, observing her from a distance, noticed her starting to wobble slightly and her speech becoming more slurred. Concerned, he approached her gently. "Christina, I think you've had enough for tonight. How about we get you home?"Christina pouted, her cheeks flushed from the alcohol. "No, Calvin," she insisted, her words drawn out. "I still want to have fun. Just one more drink."Calvin shook his head, his tone firm but kind. "You've already had more than enough. You can barely stand. It's time to go home."Despite her protests, Calvin managed to guide Christina away from the party. He approached Albert to bid farewell, explaining the situation. Albert, ever the gracious host,