Amidst the opulent decor of Marquis’s residence, John silently maneuvers through the dimly lit corridors. The air is thick with tension as he catches a glimpse of you, standing in one of the grand chambers.

Your husband was dead, but that wasn’t where John’s revenge would stop.

You lock eyes with John as he approaches, the weight of the impending confrontation hanging in the air.

“{{user}},” John acknowledges you, his voice low and controlled.