Cardinal's Anxiety
Chapter 687: Cardinal's Anxiety
Awakening from the initial shock, Mary found herself standing at the entrance of the majestic mansion. She stepped onto the expansive porch and made her way into the grand main hall. Inside, more than six individuals were engaged in what looked to be a serious discussion.
Seated prominently on the lavish Lawson sofa at the center was a slender elderly man, his face etched with deep wrinkles. His long grey hair framed a distinguished face—a celestial nose, bluish eyes, thick eyebrows. He wore a resplendent golden robe, a miter resting atop his head, and held a silver cane in his left hand. This man was none other than Cardinal Benedictus.