**Collapsed 297**
Damien took a deep breath, forcing himself to sound composed, though inside he felt anything but. “We’re… in the manor. At least, I think we are somewhere within its walls.”
A silence stretched across the line before Darius responded, his voice sharp and cutting. “Somewhere? What do you mean by that?”
Damien felt a lump rise in his throat, words spilling out awkwardly as he struggled to articulate their predicament. “We’re… giving Talia a tour of the place.”
Alina, her eyes sparkling with mischief, tilted her head and chimed in, “And I think our dear Mr. Tour Guide has managed to get us lost. This place is a labyrinth! We’re trying to retrace our steps through the hallway we came from.”
Talia, overwhelmed by the situation, buried her face in her hands for a moment, her voice muffled as she muttered, “You are so doomed…”
Darius’ tone sharpened, tinged with irritation and an undercurrent of worry. “Tour guide? You’ve got some nerve, Damien. Guards were sent to find you, and they came up empty. Where exactly are you in the manor?”
Damien exchanged a glance with Alina and Talia, his lips pressing into a tight line as he struggled to keep his composure. “I… I think we’re in the east wing. The door we came through… I just located it again, so you should see us soon.”
Darius exhaled sharply through the speaker, frustration evident in his voice. “You better. Hurry up. Your mother is in the tea room with the event planner, finalizing the details for the events. You’re not going to keep her waiting, are you?”
Damien felt a mix of relief and dread wash over him, his shoulders sagging slightly. “Alright, Dad. We’re on our way. Oh yes… okay. I just found the door. You’ll see us very soon.”
Darius’ tone softened ever so slightly, but the steeliness remained. “You better. Don’t keep us waiting.” With that, the call ended, leaving an unsettling silence in the car.
Talia let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. “Speed up! Hurry up, come on!”
Damien shot her a side-eye that could have sliced through steel. “What do you think I’m doing?!”
Alina remained focused on the road ahead, her expression serious as she scanned for the familiar contours of the secret passage. “Just keep driving. And both of you, keep your mouths shut.”
Talia huffed indignantly, her voice rising. “Why are you yelling at me? You’re supposed to yell at Damien alone!”
Alina raised her hand sharply, her patience wearing thin. “Both of you, shut up.”
Finally, Damien steered the car toward the back of Evergreen Manor, slowing down as they approached the unassuming doorway. “Here,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. “There it is…. The secret passageway. Keep up.”


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