Chapter 155: A Butler's Dawn

The first rays of sunlight, pale and golden, crept over the manicured lawns of the Casson estate, filtering through the grand windows of the kitchen. They painted long, soft stripes across the gleaming marble countertops and stainless-steel appliances. For the first time in weeks, the light did not seem like an interrogator's lamp exposing the city's wounds, but a gentle promise. A new day. Adam Lyson stood before the stove, a simple white apron tied over his black trousers and shirt. The scent...