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The sun submerged into the horizon as it says goodbye to the day.An unknown man, changing his clothes from a salesperson's attire to a black suit and tie. After changing his overall appearance. He walks to the door of his small shop and opens it as he starts walking outside. Consequently, he locks the shop's entrance. And he waves outside to call out for a carriage ride.
A carriage driver notices the waving man, and he drifted in the direction of the waiting man.
The horse whinnies as it follows the command of the driver to halt. The driver smiles at the man as the man lifted his black hat in return for the subtle greetings.
"Where are we heading, Sir?" The carriage driver asks modestly.
With a slight smile, the man replies, "To the Pierce residence."
"Oh! Greetings, Viscount Pierce!" The driver pipes with a bright grin at Viscount Pierce while Count Pierce firmly nods.
