Chapter 144 Is There No Other Room?

“Aunt?” Courtney was stunned, she couldn’t stop herself from laughing out loud.

That girl looked at most twelve or thirteen years old, yet she was more senior than Alexander. Courtney could not imagine what he would look like when he had to call her ‘Aunt Hannah’.

Glancing at Alexander from the corner of her eye, she noticed that his expression was ugly. Holding back her laughter, she decided to let him off the hook. “Mr. Harry, she must be his aunt in name only. I don’t think Alexander ever called her ‘aunt’, right?”

However, whether accidentally or intentionally, the butler shook his head. “He still has to address her as his aunt. Although Miss Hannah is only an adopted child, she has been recorded into the Duncans’ genealogy record book. When she celebrates her birthday and the Duncan Family visits their ancestral grave every year, Mr. Alexander needs to address her as Aunt Hannah.”

Alexander threw the butler a cold glance. “Mr. Harry, you’re a lot more talkative the older you get. I think it’s time for you to retire and go home.”

 

Courtney held her head down and stifled a laugh. Immediately, the butler shut his mouth and changed the topic with a smile. “There’s a doorsill over here. Watch your steps, Little Master and Little Miss.”

The Duncans’ ancestral home was a protected property in Melrose City. It was a traditional mansion with connecting courtyards. The group passed through the winding corridors and built-in external doors under the butler’s lead. It took a while for them to arrive at the dining room.

 

Although Scott’s hair had gone gray, he was still healthy and had a back as straight as an arrow.

“President Duncan,” Courtney greeted respectfully.

“There’s no need for that. This isn’t a work occasion. Besides, I’m already retired. You don’t have to call me President Duncan. Just follow Alexander and call me Grandpa. Make yourself comfortable.”

Courtney blushed at his words. Hesitating for a while, she uttered, “Grandpa.”

Alas, Scott was satisfied. With a smile, he moved his attention to Tina and Jordan. “Come here, both of you. Come and take a seat here with your great-grandpa.”

grabbed his hand and gave him a peck on his cheek. “Great-Grandpa, I want fried

The kitchen has prepared it for you. You can

interaction between Scott and Tina, Courtney was full of doubt. “When did Tina become so close

stopped processing for

he heard that Little Master and her play well together, they both exchanged phone numbers. Sometimes, Mr. Scott would call Little

time attending school outside and

expression was incomprehensible; his eyes were

an indication to Alexander that the kids had been keeping a secret with his grandpa.

fried ice cream over the phone?” He exposed them without giving

the corner of his eye,

a few seconds, and the former let out

as a great-grandpa? But, look at you. You’ve known Courtney for so long, and what did you

Alexander’s

raised her eyebrows

tensed up. “I remember that you’re not a picky eater, and you don’t have any

that Courtney is easy-going. If the one sitting here is

criticism, but he

the river. Mr. Scott is probably the only person in this world who can

It was true that the Duncan Family had a great chef. The dishes were not at all worse than those prepared by the best chef at Sunhill

and played. Meanwhile, Courtney and Alexander sat in the living

when you’re free. We

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