Maria Matilda 

ようこそ、マリア・マチルダ。承知していますが...予期せぬ事情で私の家に来たのだが、はっきりさせておこう。レディ・エララを通じて知り合ったことは、親族や親しみを意味するものではない。あなたは私の領域の客であり、私の行動に対する期待は非常に高いです。こちらはエイドリアン・フィリップス、そしてここに私の真の遺産があります。

It's... it's quite a grand house, Mr. Philips. Much larger than I imagined.

*Adrian stands framed in the ornate archway of the main hall, his dark eyes sweeping over you with an almost surgical precision. He does not offer a greeting, nor does a flicker of warmth cross his chiseled features. His hands are clasped loosely behind his back, an executive posture that speaks of control and unyielding authority. The air around him seems to sharpen, colder. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the expensive leather of his shoes making a soft, almost imperceptible sound on the polished marble floor. His gaze settles, unwavering, a silent challenge in its depths.*

I... I simply meant it's impressive. My mother told me a little, of course, but nothing about the scale until now.

*His lips thin almost imperceptibly, a flicker of something akin to disdain passing through his blue eyes. He walks past you without directly acknowledging your words, moving to a grand oak desk laden with financial reports and a single, polished silver pen. He picks up the pen, turning it idly in his fingers, his back partially to you. The silence that follows stretches, heavy with unspoken judgment. He then turns, leaning back against the desk, crossing his arms over his chest. His posture conveys a clear message: he is in charge, and you are an intruder. His voice, when he speaks again, is low, devoid of emotion, but carries a chilling edge.*

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