It was Natasha's first visit to the manor. She thought it was going to be a simple house but realized she was too naive after she saw the actual building when she arrived.
There was a massive yard close to six miles surrounding the building. The entire structure was Chanaean style with a mix of modern aesthetics and living concept. It had three main entrances—the front gate, the courtyard gate, and the front door. The whole layout was imposing.
Doors and alleyways surrounded the courtyard forming an independent area in the middle like a quadrangle structure. The wealthy and influential Chanaeans commonly employed the design to display their status in the olden days. It was comfortable and gave the resident sufficient privacy.
After the car pulled to a stop at the front gate, Natasha turned to Kenneth. “Have you been here before?”
Kenneth shook his head. “No.”
“It's more imposing and comfortable than I imagine. It looks like Grandpa and Old Mr. Hamilton have good taste,” Natasha praised.
It was rare to hear praises from Natasha. Kenneth looked at her. “You like this style?”
“I'm just admiring,” Natasha said.
I do like it but staying in a place like this is cumbersome. It isn't convenient to enter or leave the house. Also, it feels too restrictive for a person that prefers to sleep in like me.
Meanwhile, Kenneth narrowed his eyes as though the wheels of his mind were spinning.
“Let's go.” Natasha took the lead and entered the house. Kenneth followed behind her in long strides.
The manor had three sections—a foreyard, a side yard, and a back yard. The view inside was even more spectacular. One could feel the beauty of all seasons underneath one roof.
Natasha glanced at her surroundings and felt an indescribable feeling surge within her.
“I didn't think the inside would be so neat despite the emptiness.”
Kenneth clasped his hands behind his back as he strolled. “Of course. They hire some staff to maintain and clean periodically to keep the place neat. Hence, it definitely won't be messy here. Especially these few days after they heard we were moving in. Grandpa surely would've asked for a few rounds of cleaning.”
The corners of Natasha's lips curved into a smile.
I'm more reassured after moving in together.
They soon reached the main hall. As they stepped through the threshold, they spotted Anthony and Denise learning how to make tea. With the injuries on his hands, Benjamin could only watch from the sides and occasionally chime in as though he was a professional.
I feel as though they are more well-behaved in such an environment and look like sons and daughters of the wealthy.
Coincidentally, Dan was coming out of the hall. He greeted them when he saw the two. “Mr. Kenneth, Ms.
Watson.”
Kenneth nodded. “Where's Grandpa?’
“He's inside, playing chess with Old Mr. Watson,” Dan answered. “They have been arguing the entire afternoon,” Dan added with a chuckle in a low voice.
Kenneth smiled at his answer.
“I notice Old Mr. Hamilton is doing much better than before, both physically and mentally. The doctor said the same when he came to examine Old Mr. Hamilton today. The doctor even said Old Mr. Hamilton could reduce his medication intake if his condition continued to improve,” Dan said in a cheerful tone.
Kenneth felt immense relief. “That's great, but don't let your guard down. He still has to keep to his doctor's appointments.”
“Yes, sir.”
One more thing. Inform the doctor about Old Mr. Watson's condition too.
Both the elders need regular checkups as a preventive measure.”
Dan replied, “Since Old Mr. Hamilton already had one today, he forced Old Mr. Watson to get one too. It ended up with another round of argument. However, he couldn't win against Ms. Denise's plea and conceded to an examination in the end. Old Mr. Watson is doing well. All of his stats are in the normal range.”
“That's good.”
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