Chapter 122

The mansion of the mysterious man, perched on the outskirts of town, was a fortress of shadow and secrecy.

Its tall, iron gates and high walls cloaked in creeping ivy hinted at the power and wealth hidden within.

Inside, the grandeur of the mansion was both opulent and imposing, with dark wood paneling, heavy velvet drapes, and intricate chandeliers casting ghostly reflections on polished floors.

In the heart of this labyrinthine mansion was the office of the mysterious man, a place where sunlight fought to penetrate.

The office was a large room with floor-to-ceiling windows, though the heavy drapes were drawn back just enough for narrow slivers of sunlight to pierce the gloom.

These rays of light created an ethereal effect, casting long shadows and making it nearly impossible to see the face of the man who sat at the desk.

The air was thick with the scent of aged leather and tobacco, mingling with a hint of something more exotic and elusive.

A large flat-screen TV was mounted on