The Zenith family
Author: Jericho Chase
last update2025-06-15 19:43:44

The next day, Madam Beatrix stood at the entrance of the Keith family mansion, her sharp eyes scanning the horizon.

Behind her, the Keith family waited in tense silence, dressed in tailored suits and elegant dresses.

The estate had been polished to perfection—lush green lawns trimmed to the inch, marbled pathways scrubbed spotless, and uniformed servants standing at attention.

Then, they appeared—a fleet of black luxury cars rolling up the grand driveway.

The Zenith family had arrived.

The lead car—a custom-built Maybach—came to a smooth stop, and a chauffeur hurried to open the door.

First came Frederick Zenith, tall and imposing in a black three-piece suit, his salt-and-pepper hair slicked back, his gaze sharp.

Behind him, Joshua Zenith emerged, his face wrinkled in impatience, his gaze scanning around restlessly.

Madam Beatrix stepped forward, her practiced smile filled with warmth and welcome.

"Frederick, Joshua," she greeted. "What an honor it is to host you in our home."
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