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They first entered mansion seven. Even though this mansion was incomparable to Patrick's, it was still considered big, with three floors and a front and back yard.

It was more than enough to accommodate Gwendolyn's family of four and Camille.

Camille examined the house and exclaimed, “Wow! This is too spacious. I can even grow some vegetables in the yard's empty space.”

Gwendolyn nodded in approval. After all, eating home-grown vegetables was healthier.

The structure and area of the three houses were the same, for Michael was a fair man.

Patrick inspected the house. Initially, he assumed the place would require renovation and furnishings to be habitable. Unexpectedly, the house was fully furnished. Besides that, he could tell that the furniture was installed recently.

It was evident that Gwendolyn's grandfather treated them very well, having planned out every single aspect for them.

Juliette sat in front of the piano and began playing a piece. She had learned piano for more than a year. Alas, she only knew how to play simple tunes.

Nevertheless, she felt elated to finally have a piano of her own. Moreover, it was even in her favorite color—white.

Gwendolyn was somewhat surprised, as she, too, presumed she would need to fork out money for renovation and so on.

In an excited tone, Camille said, “Gwen, I think we can move in tonight. There's everything we need here.”

she turned around and chimed in, “Gwen, I'd like to sleep

“Okay, then!

water, and heater, only to

fine for them

away, the man raised

“Gwendolyn, I'm hungry.”

wary. She feared he

though she had some savings now, she was reluctant to take out the money to settle the debt, as the IOU itself

please take a seat and rest for a bit. Ms. Ziegler and I will go and prepare

make a

market? I'll go

brows furrowed slightly. There was no farmer's market nearby as people living in this area typically had servants who would

out her phone and prepared to make

out a finger and hooked her

ingredients in

upon hearing that. No matter from what perspective she looked at

have a man in her house, so we must be on good terms with Mr. Lowen. Even

him with his finger, Gwendolyn felt slightly