Renwick and his personal butler was walking in the hallway when he suddenly bumped into Maverick. They both stared at each other, and the air the temperature around them rose.
"Don't be happy too quickly, brother," Renwick said.
"I haven't defeat you completely. I cannot be happy yet."
Renwick snorted. "Keep your vigilance. I still have more things up my sleeve."
They both parted ways and the pressure in the hallway disappeared, making the maids let out a sigh of relief. All of them knew that the two brothers did not have good relationship with each other.
As Renwick entered his own room, he closed the door and sat on his desk. On the desk was papers, a quil and ink.