The Magic Black Card

His Curiosity and Anger

As Ethan walked through the house, another maid appeared, offering him a drink. "Thank you," Ethan said, taking the drink and taking a sip. "Is my grandfather here?" he asked.

"Yes, sir, he is in the study," the maid replied. "If you would like, I can show you the way."

Ethan nodded, and the maid led him down a long corridor, the sound of their footsteps echoing off the walls. They reached a large wooden door, and the maid knocked gently. "Master, young master Ethan is here to see you," she said. "My name is Mary, and I'll be at your service during your stay. Please come in and make yourself at home."

Ethan stepped inside, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the opulence of the house. The walls were covered in paintings and tapestries, and the floor was made of polished marble.

There was a pause, and then a deep voice from within the study said, "Send him in." The maid opened the door and gestured for Ethan to enter. Ethan took a deep breath and stepped inside, feeling his heart pounding in