Rothsmith Estate, Nocklund.
The flatscreen television showed the last team walking out of the door, and as soon as they appeared, the whole mansion was silent for a short moment.
Ring.
At that moment, several phones started ringing at the same time, causing chaos in the otherwise quiet mansion.
"He made it…" Anna covered her mouth in surprise and felt her ears moisten as tears of joy filled her eyes.
Jack clenched his trembling fists in excitement and took a deep breath to calm himself down.
At the moment, they were alone in the room, but then they heard some faint cheers coming from all around the mansion.
It wasn't only them that were spectating the tournament; the servants were as well, and they started celebrating as their very own young master appeared on television.
Jack pulled out his phone and sent a message to Mark.