CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY - A Seat at the Table

As the evening drew to a close, the three stood in the foyer, looking around at the mansion with new eyes. It was no longer a mausoleum to past hurts, but a promise of future joys. "To new beginnings," Cassius said, raising his glass in a toast. "To family," Clarissa added, her glass joining his. "To love," Mara concluded, completing the circle. As their glasses clinked together, the sound seemed to echo through the mansion, chasing away the last lingering shadows of the past. A month after the emotional reunion at the Noble Mansion, life had settled into a comfortable rhythm for Cassius, Mara, and Clarissa. The once-empty halls now echoed with laughter and conversation, as the siblings worked to rebuild their relationship and Mara found her place within the family dynamic. On a sunny afternoon, Cassius was in his study, reviewing documents for the Noble Foundation when his phone rang. The caller ID showed an unknown number, but something compelled him to answer. "Mr. Noble?" a