"Mr. Ronan, this is your letter."
Rand City, Lower City. When Ronan returned to the apartment building he rented, Old Jack, the doorman, respectfully handed him a letter sealed with wax.
This white-haired old man had personally watched Ronan transform from an ordinary Reserve Officer into a respected police officer.
All within just two months!
"Thank you."
Ronan accepted the letter with some curiosity.
He had come to the apartment today to handle the move-out procedures. On one hand, the lease here was about to expire; on the other, Sea Cliff Villa was already ready for occupancy.
He had not expected anyone to send him a letter.
Ronan opened the envelope and pulled out the letter. After reading it through, he learned that it had come from home.
Or, more accurately, from his former home.
Raymond Manor, out in the countryside!
The family had informed Ronan that his sister, Jenny Raymond, would be getting engaged in three days and hoped that he would attend the engagement ceremony.
There was also something extremely important that required Ronan to return home and discuss it!
Although the letter was signed by Ronan's nominal father, Baron Malcolm Raymond,
one look was enough for him to know it was the butler's handiwork.
And although the letter included words such as "hope," "please," and "discuss," the lofty, commanding air between the lines lingered like smoke that could not be dispersed.
It instantly stirred up memories from Ronan's past.
Interestingly, the letter even contained five silver coins.
Drawing on his memories, Ronan tasted the flavor of pity in them.
After some thought, he calmly put away this "family letter."
If it had been another Descender, there was an eighty-percent chance they would have ignored the letter. After all, the original owner had effectively left the Raymond Family