[Abel City, British Embassy]

Samuel Peterson left the British Embassy Compound, entering a limousine customized for his needs. His daily business was over, and for now he would retreat to his private manor in town. Following closely behind him was Adam, his masked bodyguard puppet. Entering the limousine, he took off his hat and faced the man who was sitting opposite to him. 

"How has you day been, Master?" Galenth Dysley spoke, sitting opposite of Peterson behind tinted windows. 

"One weak fool after another." Peterson scoffed. "No one has yet to realize my plan. Speaking of which..." he narrowed his eyes. "Dysley. What is the status of the Gardens?" 
"Meister Seymour has reported that she has completed her second day of construction." Dysley answered. "We estimate that at this rate, it will be ready for your boarding within four days." 

"Excellent." that was all the usurper said in response. "Excellent." 

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Seeing as there was nothing much more he could do up here, Twisted Fate tipped his hat. "I'll head back and inform Kieran of what's happened." he said to Houyi. The Archer only nodded as Twisted Fate turned and headed down the stairs.