East City, at Isaac Donovan's house.
In a medieval-style study room, Isaac Donovan sat on a single sofa, observing his three sons before him one by one.
Jacob Donovan, his first son, sat on his right. His second son, Lucas Donovan, Bella's father, sat on his left side, and beside Lucas sat his youngest son, Thomas Donovan.
It was rare for Isaac to meet them at the same time as now. He was now starting to believe something big had happened in his family.
The tension in the room was palpable, and although no words left Isaac's lips, his cold gaze was enough to make his three sons lose their voices.
After waiting a few more minutes and neither of them starting a conversation, Isaac Donovan's impatience began to wear thin.
