Remuneration

Turner House, North Ward.

The following day, Adam arrived at this opulent three-story manor early in the morning to meet Viktor.

As he made his way to the backyard, he glanced at Remy, the house butler, who was walking slightly behind him and asked, "Edward still out cold?"

The middle-aged man with burgundy hair and a mustache of the same color chuckled slightly, "That's right, Lord Adam. The young master seems to have had quite the rough night last night."

Thinking back to the ridiculous amounts of alcohol he, Edward, and Johnathan had consumed the night prior, Adam couldn't help but agree.

In the end, he was the one who had to drop his friends back home. After all, he was the only sober one. The young ladies, Lisa and Felicia, were fine since they hadn't drunk at all.

"Have you informed Uncle Viktor of my arrival?" The youth asked.

"Of course." Remy nodded politely. "He's already waiting for you."