- The same day at Minister Bratva's mansion.
- In the huge luxurious Bratva mansion in Washington, D.C. Only the sounds of the cutleries could be held in the huge dining room.
- After some time, Mr. Bratva used the white serviette and cleaned his lips. He stood up, looked at his precious daughter, and squinted his eyebrows lines appeared on his white forehead. He cleared his throat to get their attention, he looked at his wife before shifting his eye back to his daughter.