CHAPTER 26: CHAPTER 26: IS THIS HIS HOME? IT’S MORE LIKE A CASTLE!

EDITOR: ENDLESSFANTASY TRANSLATION

"Sorry for disturbing you so late. I’m officially reporting that right now, Representative Jonathan Redgrave has set up an ancient formation long thought to be lost in his home. If you act quickly, you should be able to capture some very spectacular photos."

Seraphina Redgrave finished playing the audio, erased all traces, and then shut down the computer. She stood up satisfied, returning to her room.

Nicely done!

Seraphina mentally gave herself a thumbs up.

Those people who chase news headlines are always adept at making something out of nothing, even more so when the audio she sent out was firm and unquestionable.

Even if this was baseless, they would still rush overnight and catch the Redgrave Family off guard, managing to dig up some gossip.

Soon enough, numerous reporters and magazine journalists gathered in front of the Redgrave Family’s grand entrance. These people, seasoned in covering news, were as clever as spirits.

They all scrambled, using any means necessary to claim the best spots, each eager to snap the most sensational photo first.

Though cautious, the sudden appearance of so many people didn’t escape the Redgrave’s notice.

At this moment, a white-bearded elder sat within the formation in the courtyard, continuously murmuring as if casting a spell to reinforce it.

Mia Redgrave glanced outside the gate, her heart seemingly stopping for a moment.

What is going on!

When did these people show up?

Once discovered, the reporters disregarded everything, charging at the Redgrave Family’s entrance with their cameras held high.

"Hurry! What are you standing there for? Get these people out of here, and destroy that formation for me!"

A bodyguard was kicked to the ground by Jonathan Redgrave, who even then didn’t dare to make a sound, let alone resist.

The remaining bodyguards immediately followed his orders, creating chaos in the courtyard.

Mia was caught off guard by the unexpected event, frozen in place.

It wasn’t until she realized flashlights were relentlessly pointed at her face that she snapped out of it, screamed, and ran to her room.

"Beep!"

"Beep beep!"

The phone she had secretly hidden rang again and again; Seraphina didn’t even need to look to know how explosive the news would be tonight.

[Shocking! Representative Jonathan Redgrave holds a grand formation at midnight, suspected of seeking help from spirits!]

[Outrageous behavior! Mia Redgrave’s image collapses!]

[Ancient formation reappears, shrouded in mystery! The truth revealed is...]

...

The pen of a writer is indeed a lethal weapon!

Seraphina switched off her phone, tossed it into the drawer without a glance.

After a busy day, she could finally get a good night’s sleep.

Yes, tomorrow would surely be even more interesting than today!

It was the first time Seraphina anticipated the next day since leaving the forbidden zone so many days ago.

The Sterling Family’s grand mansion, legendary as "half the size of a city."

In Z Nation, the presence of the Sterling Family is deemed a national treasure, the "Pantheon" in the hearts of all citizens.

Since it is the Pantheon, it should live up to its grandeur—for example, sprawling and boundless.

Even the longest-serving butler, most familiar with the Sterling Family, couldn’t accurately describe how vast the estate was.

Countless bodyguards, clad in Sterling Family’s unique uniforms, stood straight at every corner, safeguarding the estate.

These were all retired soldiers; in terms of security, even the Presidential Palace might not be as airtight.

Looking up, one could see a forest of castles in the distance. On the vast swathes of lawns, rare plants bloomed in abundance, competing to display their beauty.

Racetracks, paddocks, swimming pools, basketball courts—every imaginable facility was available, even a small library.

The morning sun shone on the leaves, marking the start of a beautiful day. Members of the Sterling Family were fully engaged in performing their duties.

Nathan Ayers arrived at the entrance of the Sterling Family’s mansion. With a calm expression, he passed through the grand and majestic gates, walked by countless castle gardens, pavilions, and eventually reached the elevator, pressing to go to the top floor.

Ethan Sterling was resting in his room, and no one dared to disturb him at this hour. A group stood at the door with offerings, too afraid to even breathe heavily—even though the door was closed.

Seeing Nathan approach, they felt relieved.

The next moment, Ethan suddenly opened the door.

There stood Ethan in black pajamas at the doorway, his hair disheveled, eyes sleepy, his face carrying unmistakable annoyance.

Upon waking and finding a crowd outside his door, Ethan slammed the door shut with a "bang."

"Knock knock—"

At this point, the only one brave enough to knock was Nathan, who had been with Ethan since childhood.

"Spit it out then!"

Nathan gave a wry smile, "President Sterling, today’s workload is quite extensive..."

The door opened once more, Ethan’s face remained icy and indifferent, like a bone-chilling iceberg.

The sensible subordinates immediately handed over the clothes they were holding. "President Sterling, your clothes are ready. What do you think of this one?"

Behind him, several bodyguards emotionlessly wheeled in a clothes rack. Upon it were around ten suits of varying styles.

Ethan touched the watch on his wrist, casually pointing to a dark grey suit.

The butler carefully took it down, respectfully presenting it to Ethan.

He then turned around and chose a complete set of clothing accessories from the boxes carried by other bodyguards.

Ethan took the clothes and walked back to his room, with Nathan and the butler following behind. The rest stood at the door, not daring to utter a word.

Ethan swiftly changed into a shirt, casually buttoning it. The butler thoughtfully opened the suit, and Ethan took it and put it on directly.