Villain Ch 1555. Family…
Allen didn't envy him for it.
But right now… he was grateful.
"…Alright," Allen said quietly. "Then do what you need to."
Jordan nodded. "I'll handle it with care."
"I know."
Jordan stood, stretching a little, and walked toward the tall shelf beside the window. His movements were smooth, unhurried, as if this moment had been waiting for the right time to unfold. He reached up to one of the higher shelves and pulled down a small silver box, old but immaculately kept, its surface etched with delicate carving barely visible under the lamplight.
He opened it with a soft click, then turned and returned to the desk.
Allen watched quietly as Jordan held something out to him.
A ring.
Simple, yet unmistakably refined.
Polished obsidian with a band of deep gold running through the center—engraved with the Goldborne family crest. A serpent wrapped around a blade, its tongue forming the infinity loop.
