As the light from the Black Vault projection faded into a mesmerizing golden shimmer, it hovered beside Arthur like a celestial crown.
This radiant glow danced off the sleek surface of the glass table, casting elongated silhouettes behind each member of the Osborn Family gathered in the conference room.
Silence enveloped them,no one moved, no one spoke. But Arthur was already in motion.
He circled the room slowly, much like a ruler surveying his court.
"Uncle Philip," he began, his voice steady and commanding. "You have your orders: the Black Vault is now open. Use it wisely."
He turned to include everyone present, "And that goes for all of you as well,Aunt Margaret, Evolon will send you authorization to access the Black Vault."
"Okay, Arthur," Margaret replied with a proud smile lighting up her eyes.
Philip and the others nodded slowly, their faces still etched with disbelief.
