Gerald pulled up in front of the exact house Ferdinand described to him, since it was an open compound, he caught sight of Brandon. With the look on Brandon's face, it seems like he's been waiting for quite a while ago.

“Are you Mr. Brandon, sir?” Gerald asked as soon as he got to Brandon, feigning ignorance like he wasn't aware of whom the man before him was. Brandon, who was standing on the veranda, nodded, a look of relief on his face.

“Thank goodness, you're here!” he uttered, heaving out a faint sigh of relief. “I've been waiting for what seems like forever for you, and I was starting...