In the elegant main hall of the Busch mansion, the atmosphere was charged with tension. Mrs. Daniela, with a disapproving expression on her face, didn't hide her annoyance in the slightest. Her words had resonated in the air, filling the space with a heavy air of discontent.

"Daniel, are you even listening to me? Look at me when I'm talking to you, son! I can't believe you lied about that girl's age, I'm telling you," Daniela continued, her voice as cold as ice — "I've told you time and time ag