When Zachary arrived at his parents' house, he noticed that all of his siblings' cars were already parked outside.
"Hmmm…Looks like I'm the last one..." he muttered as he stepped out of his car. His father's butler, Geoffrey, was already waiting at the door and stepped forward to greet him.
"Young master," Geoffrey said politely as he opened the door.
"Everyone's inside?"
"Yes, sir. They arrived not too long ago. I think about five minutes before you arrived, sir."
Zachary paused and checked his watch. He wasn't late at all. In fact, he arrived exactly when he was expected. It seemed his siblings had simply decided to come early, most likely because they didn't want to keep their father waiting.
"It seems they all wanted to please Dad," Zachary remarked dryly.
Geoffrey chuckled lightly as he followed Zachary inside. "You might be right, young master. I believe no one wants to be the last person to arrive when the old master calls everyone together."
