Chapter 66 - Goodbye gift for Thalia
Within the main estate of the Blac family’s main estate, dozens of cars belonging to diplomats, board members, officials from various countries, and other delegates now filled the premises.
The overall scene, marked by the presence of highly influential individuals, made it clear that the event which had taken place was of such gravity that it prompted widespread and immediate action.
Even so, they personally needed to pay a visit to the head of the Blac family.
The mansion itself, a merger of modernity and old nobility—an architectural style favored by the late mistress—stood dignified amidst the commotion.
In one of its hallways walked a man with a mustache, followed closely by five or six individuals holding files and documents, likely lawyers or representatives from a subsidiary company.
"What did he take?" the head of the Blac family asked, raising a file. His butler, who was walking beside him and keeping a steady pace, guided them toward the hall room where other delegates were waiting, clearly eager for an explanation regarding the incident that had caused so many casualties.
"The young master appears to have taken the late mistress’s necklace," Ermond replied with a professional posture. He walked beside the family head, recalling how, just an hour or two earlier, they had received a call from the young master detailing actions they should take in response to recent events and how to handle diplomatic tensions with the involved countries.
The suggestions provided by the young master were surprisingly thorough—remarkably aligned, in many respects, with the recommendations made by experts on the matter.
There were slight modifications, mainly due to the lack of clear intelligence on the internal struggles within some of the nations involved.
These proposals were cross-verified by the butler through several intelligence sources, confirming that the young master’s advice not only reflected his deep interest in geopolitics but also served the Blac family’s interests strategically.
"...I see," the head of the family murmured, nodding as they reached the main hall entrance.