Trap for Adela's family
As Alfred stood in front of a full-length mirror, adjusting the cuffs of his shirt, Veronica approached him with a sense of purpose. Her fingers deftly tied his bow tie; her touch was gentle and practiced. While helping him, Veronica asked, "Honey, He did not summon you to his office room usually; what happened so suddenly that he summoned you there?"
Alfred stood still, his gaze fixed ahead, lost in thought. Her question pulled him back to the present, and he sighed softly. "I'm not entirely sure, my dear. It's unusual for him to summon me to his office without prior notice."
Veronica's brow furrowed in concern as she secured the bow and stepped back to admire her handiwork. "Is something amiss, Alfred?" she inquired, her voice laced with genuine worry.