Just then, an old man in traditional clothing walked into the manor with a smile while holding two bottles of wine.

“Hey Bardot! Your old pal is here to see you! Just look at what I’ve brought you, it's the thirty-year-old Dalva tawny port!”

Upon hearing the old man’s voice, Aidan immediately rushed up to him while donning a bright smile. “Lawrence, didn’t you say that the Archaeological Society will be having a meeting today? Why did you rush over here then?”

This old man was Christopher Law