The Last Heir

35. The Morning at The Secret Office

The next morning came swiftly, and as I stepped out into the secret office, I noticed everyone was already present, including Mr. Harry.

It felt as though they had all been eagerly awaiting my arrival because, as soon as I opened the door, their intense gazes spoke volumes, especially Samantha's.

Unexpectedly, Ethan was the first to speak. "The man of the hour is here amongst us," he exclaimed, and like that, everyone, including Mr. Harry, erupted into a round of applause.

Each person was impeccably dressed. Mr. Harry wore a vintage shirt and a stylish white hat, with a brown cigar resting on his lips. His crisp white pants and perfectly polished shoes completed the ensemble.

Samantha and Emily, like twin sisters, donned elegant white flowered gowns, their long hair cascading gently over their shoulders, reminiscent of a graceful fountain.

Ethan sported a black leather jacket, his hands holding a device, similar to Michael and Benjamin, who were practically indistinguishable from