139; The sword activation

Chapter one hundred and thirty nine; The sword activation.

The next day, Chris arrived at the office feeling a sense of anticipation. He had barely settled into his chair when his assistant knocked on the door.

"Sir, there's a package for you," she said, holding a long, rectangular box with care.

Chris immediately knew what it was.

The sword he had purchased the previous day, the one Sinclair had unexpectedly paid for, had finally arrived.

He had been drawn to it in the antique shop, something about its old, worn appearance had called out to him.

But when Sinclair paid for it, he assumed she would take it home or store it in one of her family's antique shops.

The fact that she had sent it to him instead was both surprising and intriguing.

"Thank you, just leave it on the table," Chris said, gesturing to the large mahogany table beside his desk.

After going over some files and finishing a few urgent tasks, Chris turned his attention to the package.

He carefully unwrapped the box