Damian's POV
The hall was filled with people. Every single staff member in the mansion was present, ranging from maids, guards, cooks, gardeners, everyone. They all stood in rows as they waited nervously. The air in the room was hot and stuffy because there were so many bodies packed into one space.
They knew something serious had happened and you could actually see the confusion on their face.
We had a large number of staff, about three hundred of only the mansion work in staffs. It was a lot of people to manage, and right now, looking at them all, it felt like looking for a needle in a haystack. But we had to do it. We didn't have a choice.
I stood at the front with my brothers. We stood next to each other like we always do when something serious is going on. It was our way. The Power of Three, plus Dylan. We were a wall that no one could get past.
