Mag Evans looked at the man before her, her eyes full of terror.
He... he is... the gentleman from Lowen Clubhouse.
At Mag's side, Moore Mamet, plunged into a mental storm, ignored everyone else and staggered up to the man.
"Mr. Mamet! Why... Why are you here?"
As these words escaped his lips, the living room fell silent instantly.
Caleb Mamet slowly raised his eyes, his gaze icy cold.
Moore Mamet couldn't control his trembling, standing shakily in front of Caleb Mamet.
Derek Evans came to his senses abruptly, while Mrs. Sutton's scolding stopped mid-way, leaving her red faced with suppression.
Mr. Mamet...
The very man before them was the legendary Mr. Caleb Mamet! Why would such a god-like man come to the Evans' residence.
Madame Evans, having weathered a variety of storms, promptly stepped forward with a wide grin. "We are deeply honored by Mr. Mamet's gracious presence. We are curious as to the reason for your..."
