The giant clock tower at the center of the Vance estate struck twelve times, officially marking the arrival of Sunday at midnight. Inside the private banquet hall on the upper floor, Alistair, Julian, and Christian were basking in the illusion of victory, raising glasses of amber liquor as they waited for Vivienne, believing she was still preparing herself in her room.Meanwhile, beyond the rear perimeter of the mansion—a private protected forest surrounded by a five-meter-high iron fence carrying high-voltage electricity—the atmosphere was eerily silent. Not a single field guard was patrolling the area.Bzzz.At exactly midnight, every red indicator light on the outer cyber security control panel suddenly went dark in perfect sequence. The high-level security alarm system protecting the entire outer perimeter was completely deactivated for a fifteen-minute window. Tristan's old security code, originally designed as the Vance clan's military emergency protocol, was flawlessly executed
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