"..." Arthur Lindsey didn't pay much attention to that.
That child knew all of this was bound to happen sooner or later.
What Arthur cared about was that the first and last gifts were given by boys; what about the one in the middle?
Probably only the little bun thought of that.
The President's gift was passable at best, having given a bottle of his homemade red wine.
Three gifts for the family of three, each more or less knowing who had given which—but the others around were completely clueless.
However, the gifts were nothing too special, so they weren't paid much attention to.
Finally, they were stored away in a storage room under Arthur's instructions.
Little did they imagine that one day in the future, this would become the very first door they entered into the Lindsey Family...
...
The day had been hectic.
All the family members had gone up to the second floor of the castle to rest.
