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Felicia's POV

His expression changed. I had forgotten that he had been drinking, which explained his slightly glazed eyes. "Follow me," he said, and began walking. I obediently trailed behind him.

Due to the vastness of the mansion, it took us a few minutes to reach a room. In front of us stood a magnificent door. He opened it, revealing a spacious office. Large bookshelves lined the walls, filled with books and documents in cartons and folders. In the center, there was an office table with a swivel chair. Two chairs were placed in front of the table for potential guests.

I stood at the doorway while Kalixo held the door to prevent it from closing. His expression was serious, as if I were a candidate he was about to interview. "You can either come in willingly or I'll drag you in. You want answers, don't you?"

I didn't reply and walked into his office. I heard the door close behind me, but I noticed