Mr. McCoy was sitting in his study, surrounded by shelves filled with leather-bound books and an air of importance. Mr McCoy was Deeply engrossed in reading a newspaper. He absorbed every word and detail within its pristine pages. The room's tranquility was abruptly interrupted by a cautious knock on the door, followed by the entrance of Jonathan, Mr McCoy's trusted and capable confidant.
Jonathan walked in with a pile of documents in his hands. "Sir, I've got everything related to your grandson's wife. You can read it when you get time. I will leave it here," Jonathan respectfully and professionally informed Mr McCoy; placing the documents on the table, Jonathan exited the room, leaving Mr. McCoy to his thoughts.
Mr. McCoy slowly folded his newspaper with no apparent hurry and set it down. Curiosity piqued, he reached for the documents that Jonathan had left behind. With disdain, he muttered, "Let's see the woman who is capable of turning my grandson Aiden against me."