Lex had organized a birthday banquet at the House of Royals for Cansington's most powerful and influential people. The event was expected to be a sensation. Some attendees sought a glimpse of Thea, but most were drawn to the House of Royals itself—a prestigious venue. The Callahans' ability to secure the location suggested connections to powerful individuals.

No one anticipated a false alarm.

The incident stemmed from a Callahan son-in-law, a former North Cansington police vice-captain. A Cadens family member, serving as secretary to a North Cansington Military Region general, had facilitated the banquet booking through his connections. However, this secretary's error caused the false alarm, making the Callahans the laughingstock of Cansington.

“Huh,” someone muttered. “I thought the Callahans' rise had begun, but it was all a façade. Having offended the Blithe King and Scarlett Brooks, they're finished. Not even Thea can save them.”

Although the matter was resolved, gossip persisted. Meanwhile, James became a househusband, while Thea managed company affairs. Days passed quickly, leading to the Mid-Autumn Festival—a day for family reunions.

The Callahans prepared for their banquet; however, this day also marked the Cadens' memorial and the deadline James had set for those who wronged him ten years prior. He'd demanded they kneel for ten days and commit suicide on this day, but none appeared. He then summoned them to the Cadens' cemetery to settle the score.

It was morning. James awoke, adjusted his tie, and was reminded by Thea, “Today’s the Mid-Autumn Festival, a day for family reunions. Be careful what you say at the banquet. I can't help you if you anger Grandpa.”

“Darling, this suit feels uncomfortable,” James complained. “Maybe I shouldn't go. I'll only embarrass you.” He suggested staying home to eat instant noodles.

Thea's face darkened. “What nonsense? You're my husband, a Callahan. You must go!” Gladys entered, overhearing them. “You're not completely foolish,” she said. “You realize your presence will embarrass Thea.”

“Then I won't go, Gladys. Thea's now chairman. If I offend Grandpa or the other Callahans, they'll target her again. I'll visit only after her position is secure.”

Tommy entered. “Thea, what's the delay? Grandpa dislikes lateness.” Seeing James' reluctance, he added, “If James doesn't want to go, let him be.” He gave James several hundred dollars. “It's Mid-Autumn Festival. Treat yourself to a good meal.”

“Thanks,” James said gratefully.

Thea frowned. “You really aren't going?”

“Thea, I'll only embarrass you. You're the chairman now.”

After some thought, Thea conceded. “Fine. I'll be back early. We'll have a meal together later.”

“Thanks, darling,” James smiled.

Thea sighed. Despite securing James a job, he’d offended many on his first day, resulting in formal complaints, forcing her to send him home.

The moment the Callahans departed, James' smile vanished, replaced by a grim, murderous expression. He called Henry. “Henry, what's the situation?”

“James, I've been waiting. I've been watching the cemetery. Today's the burial of the Great Four leaders, near the Cadens' cemetery. Besides the Great Four's core members, Dawson, Nine Fingers, and Cansington's underworld forces—tens of thousands—have gathered in the suburbs.”

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