In the living room of the Alexander Family mansion, there was a momentary silence, while Stephen observed Sharky and Sophia.
He stared for a few moments, contemplating, before finally releasing a sigh that carried both acknowledgment and resignation. He turned to Sylvie, his sister.
"What is the status of Evanthe? Has she found the mission target?" he inquired.
Sylvie, with a hint of disappointment, replied, "Brother, she found the target, but both were female, so it failed."
Stephen sighed deeply, a weight of realization settling upon him.
"It seems destiny has ruled that our generation is the last," he mused.
Turning toward Sharky and Sophia, he addressed his daughter. "Sophia, since you have already chosen Sharky, and we love you so much, we can't help but agree with your decision."
Sophia couldn't contain her joy, jumping up and hugging her father. "Thank you, Father! I knew you would accept my decision," she exclaimed, playfully messing with his hair.
