Chapter 122

The door swung open. "Apologies for the wait, Ms. Walsh!" A middle-aged man stepped out, his face adorned with a warm, polite smile as he looked at her. She immediately stood up. "Mr. Brown, is Mr. Grayson available?" "He is!" Mr. Brown nodded before gesturing for her to follow. "Come with me." "Alright." Jennifer trailed behind him, walking through two quiet corridors before Mr. Brown came to a stop. "Mr. Grayson is inside. You may enter, Ms. Walsh." She nodded, staring at the pristine white door in front of her. Her last experience with spiritual intervention had been unsettling, to say the least. But then, thoughts of Daniel's current state resurfaced in her mind. Steeling herself, she pushed open the door. Unlike the eerie atmosphere from before, this room was completely different. It resembled a peaceful tea chamber. At the center of the room, a bald old man sat cross-legged on a woven mat. As soon as he saw her, he casually lifted a teapot. "Ms. Walsh, I've heard