People are scared in America, my uncle is Dante

"It's almost time, we should go down."

Alex glanced at his watch and said softly.

Grace took his arm, a hint of worry appearing on her face:

"Your father seems to have never liked me. He always felt that I only married you for your money."

"Well... I think he's right."

Alex deliberately put on a stern face and joked, "You'll have to give him some time to adjust."

"Fuck you! That's going too far!"

Grace playfully scolded him and punched him lightly.

The two started playfully fighting again.

Suren, leaning against the door, watched the loving scene unfold before her, oblivious to everyone else, and turned her head away expressionlessly.

At that moment, he suddenly understood those who liked to smoke.

At times like these, lighting a cigarette would at least prevent you from looking like an odd, out-of-place fool.

"It seems I've disturbed you."

A slightly tired voice came from the other end of the corridor.

The visitor was Alex's brother, Daniel.

His collar was open, and he was holding a glass of whiskey.

"Alex, everything's almost ready. Everyone's waiting for you."

After saying that, he looked at Grace with a complicated expression: "Grace, if you want to run now, it's not too late."

Daniel said half-jokingly, "You... don't belong to this family."

Grace paused for a moment, thinking it was some kind of unusual humor.

She shrugged. "Are you kidding me? I've come this far with so much effort."

Upon hearing this, Daniel looked at his younger brother Alex and said, "Alright then, since you don't care, hurry up and come out. Everyone's waiting."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Watching his brother's retreating figure, Alex's smile gradually faded.

He added, "Honestly, Grace, Daniel is right."

"If you want, we can just leave now and go somewhere no one knows us."

Grace was completely confused by the brothers' remarks. She frowned and said, "Alex, today is our wedding! What nonsense are you spouting?"

"You can still back out now."

Alex took her hands in his, his tone earnest.

"No."

Grace's gaze was resolute. "I have no choice but to go."

Hearing this from outside the door, Suren sighed inwardly.

Stay away from people with romantic fantasies and riddle-solving skills in your lifetime.

One makes people blind, the other likes to use riddles to harm people.

……

Guests gathered on the lawn of the manor.

The newlyweds stood in front of the photographer's lens, exchanging deeply moving vows.

Everything looked so beautiful and blissful.

As night falls, the hustle and bustle fades away.

The noisy wedding banquet finally came to an end.

Alex scooped up Grace, who was wearing a wedding dress, and carried her into the bedroom amidst the ambiguous laughter of several relatives.

Suren stopped in the corridor, stroked his chin, and decided not to go in and join the fun.

A short while later, the bedroom door was suddenly opened.

A middle-aged woman with her hair spiked up and dressed in purple walked out.

She was Alex's aunt, the victim whose newlywed husband was murdered.

As she passed by Suren, she gave him a cold glance, her expression haughty.

"Mr. Suren, you may come in."

Alex's voice came from inside the bedroom, sounding somewhat annoyed.

Suren pushed open the door and entered, only to see Grace sitting on the edge of the bed, looking completely bewildered.

It seems that Alex has laid his family traditions bare to her.

"Games? We're going to play games with the whole family in the middle of the night?"

Grace thought the suggestion was utterly outrageous.

"Yes, we have to play."

Alex said, "As far as I know, there might be checkers, backgammon... I know, that sounds silly."

"This is more than just stupid, don't you find it bizarre?"

Grace looked at Suren who had just entered with a strange expression. "Then what's he doing here?"

"he……"

Alex stammered, "He'll be with you tonight."

Suren's eye twitched. "How did your mouth manage to survive until today?"

That makes it sound like I did something to coerce you.

Sure enough, Grace jumped to her feet, her face filled with shock and anger: "You idiot, that joke isn't funny at all!"

"On our wedding night, you let a complete stranger spend the night with me?!"

"No, no, no! Grace, you've misunderstood."

Alex hurriedly waved his hand. "What I mean is, to prevent any accidents during the game, he will act as your bodyguard tonight, staying by your side every step of the way."

"He's a professional."

Grace looked at her husband and vaguely sensed the unusual atmosphere in the mansion.

However, being a carefree person, she didn't think about it too much.

In her view, this was just a strange ritual in a wealthy family. No matter how boring it was, it was just a game. What danger could it possibly pose?

"Am I going to win this game?"

Grace asked helplessly.

"No, you just need to play with them."

Alex hugged her and whispered, "Then, you'll officially become a member of our family."

After calming his wife down, Alex walked to the door and nodded to Suren: "Mr. Suren, I'm counting on you for tonight."

Suren nodded slightly.

A moment later, Grace walked out of the room.

She glanced at Suren, who stood outside the door like a statue, her eyes filled with a hint of wariness and strangeness.

Anyone would feel uncomfortable if their husband arranged for a man to follow them closely on their wedding night.

Suren didn't care and followed her at a distance of several body lengths.

In the meeting room on the first floor, the immediate family members of the Ledomas family had been waiting for a long time.

Strangely, these family members, who should have been exclusive, did not show any doubt about the appearance of this unfamiliar face, Suren.

I don't know what excuse Alex used to get away with his existence.

The crowd surrounded Grace and led her into a special room located in the center of the hall.

Just as Suren was about to follow him in, a man who looked like the butler reached out and stopped him.

"I'm sorry, sir, this is the core territory of the Ledomas family, and only family members are qualified to enter."

Suren glanced at him and retreated to a corner.

Just as the butler turned to close the door, a slight magical movement occurred beneath Suren's feet, leaving only an elusive black shadow in place.

He himself had already slipped into the room before the door closed.

There was no natural light in the room; the only light source was a few lit candles.

Using the cloak granted by the magical artifact [Valak], Suren blended perfectly into the darkness.

He wanted to confirm whether demons really existed.

The walls of the room were covered with many deer heads and animal specimens, and the display cases also contained some hunting rifles and battle axes.

In the very center, there was a round wooden table.

The Ledoux family was already seated around the table.

After Grace had walked around the room and taken her seat, a smartly dressed woman with short hair suddenly asked:

"Grace, do you usually like playing games?"

"Um...that depends on what game you're playing," Grace said, looking at her with a smile.

"We'll find out soon enough."