Purpose of The Banquet

In the room of the Brown family's villa.

"Master Aren, it's Luke."

"Come in!"

Aren sat beside a table and looked at the thick file in his hand with full attention. From time to time, he would sign a few names on the file. In his hand was a shiny old fountain pen. Without looking up, he asked coldly, "Did you take care of the thing I asked you to do?"

"Sir, everything has been done according to your instructions." Luke walked in and nodded at Aren.

As Aren's only assistant, Luke was tasked with handling most of the things for him. To be precise, he was actually more like a nanny to him than an assistant because he was in charge of pretty much everything in his life.

However, for some reason, this time what Aren wanted him to do was a little strange…

Although he was confused, Luke still prepared everything according to his instructions and was waiting for his next order. But what exactly did he want…? Luke had no clue.