Elder Alufa, Uncle Mason, Sis Ceci, Raffles and Arsenal already stood around the meeting table. The table was constructed with smooth clean lines, its silver surface giving it a high-tech metallic feel.

Hearing the elevator door open, they looked towards us.

“They’re here!” Raffles’s eyes were shimmering. He is always so energetic.

Harry immediately walked past me. He lowered his head, letting his bright brown hair shield his amber eyes. When he walked past me, he muttered, “Nothing.” Then, he walked over to the rest. “We’re here.” Resuming his cheeky self, he grabbed Raffles who had been running to me by his neck and didn’t let him leave his s...