Chapter 32: Understanding

Adam shook his head as if trying to clear his thoughts.

With a weary sigh, he returned to the dining table, setting the Rolex box aside.

The excitement from moments ago had faded, leaving behind a suffocating heaviness in the air.

He picked up his spoon but merely stirred the contents of his plate, lost in thought.

The rest of the family watched him cautiously, exchanging glances but choosing to remain silent.

If the problem had been a simple one, Adam would have spoken by now.

The depth of his silence, the way his shoulders seemed to sag under an invisible weight—it suggested that the situation was far more dire than any of them had initially thought.

Dinner carried on in hushed tones, the usual warmth of shared meals absent.

Plates were cleared with quiet efficiency, and soon, one by one, everyone retreated to their rooms, seeking the solace of sleep.

But for some, rest would not come so easily.