"You should!" Mary clapped and agreed.
Subsequently, she looked at Rose and asked, "Then, Old Mrs. Fuller, what do you plan to do next? Do
you want to meet him?"
"Since he's here, then there's no harm in meeting him." Rose uncovered the blanket. "Besides, I won't
be alive for much longer. If he plans on making a tool out of me and I don't meet him today to avenge
myself, then I wouldn't know when else I can do so."
"Old Mrs. Fuller, what are you on about?" Mary helped Rose out of bed and expressed discontentedly,
"What do you mean by you won't live much longer? You'll definitely still be around when Young Master
Toby and Miss Reed get married again; you'll be able to play with your great-grandchildren too.
Perhaps, you'd be able to see Young Master Tyler get married as well! By the way, Young Master Tyler
should be coming back soon. Their team should have made it to the finals by now."
Rose chuckled happily. "That little brat, Tyler has been gone for a few months now. I do miss him very
much."
"If that's the case, then I'll give Young Master Tyler a call tomorrow morning and get him to come over
immediately to see you once he's back. How does that sound?" Mary helped Rose put on her jacket.
Rose brushed Mary off. "That's not necessary. If you ask Tyler to come over immediately once he
arrives back and Jean finds out, then she might get jealous. Perhaps by then, she would blame me for
keeping them from seeing each other. I don't want to be blamed for that. Anyway, Tyler would definitely
pay me a visit once he's back, so there is no need to take any unnecessary action."
"Okay." Mary nodded. However, she could not help complaining, "Come to think about it, Jean's joined
the family for so many years now, but she hasn't improved at all. Back then, you even hired several
teachers to guide her on etiquette and skills with the hopes that her uncouthness would rub off.
However, not only did she not change in her ways at all, but the teachers had such a tough time with
her. This was indeed something astonishing."
"Forget about it. These are all matters of the past, so let's not mention them. Fortunately, Jean's
terrified of Toby, so I won't have to worry that she'll create havoc once I die. Besides, Sonny has
changed significantly too. Jean might even suffer in her hands," said Rose as she put on her final piece
of clothing.
Mary smiled. "You're right."
"Let's go. Let's meet Harry now." Rose took the cane handed over by Mary.
Mary affirmed and helped Rose to the entrance by guiding her elbow.
The door was once again opened and the security guard remained by the entrance.
As soon as he saw the duo walk out, he quickly bowed. "Old Mrs. Fuller."
Rose nodded. "Show them into the living room. I'll meet them there."
"Okay." The security guard nodded and followed the instructions as he turned around to leave
subsequently.
Mary helped Rose out of the room, then toward the direction of the living room.
Along the way, Mary suddenly realized something and she asked while looking at Rose. "Old Mrs.
Fuller, should we let Young Master Toby know that the Lore Family came over? I reckon Young Master
Toby isn't aware of this yet."
"No, don't inform him. If you let him know about this, he's definitely going to worry and rush over at this
time of the night. It's dangerous to drive out at night, so let's not bother him. Besides, do you think that
Harry would dare to do anything to me?"
"I'm sure he wouldn't have the guts to do anything to you." Mary shook her head without hesitation.
"Everything will be fine."
Meanwhile at the gates to the Fuller Residence, the winter temperatures of Seafield were normally
colder than elsewhere, especially at night. Furthermore, the wind was bitterly cold.
Harry and Grayson stood there shivering under the cold winter night as they huddled up, tempted to
stick their heads into their down jackets.
"Dad, why don't we just wait in the car? The heater's on and it's much more comfortable in there,"
Grayson asked perplexedly as he looked at their car parked on the other side of the road.
At the same time, he could not contain the slight jealousy that welled up within him. Indeed, he was
jealous of his own driver. Harry and Grayson were the employers, yet they were standing here being
subjected to the bitterly cold wind and freezing their pants off. Meanwhile, the driver remained inside
the car while enjoying the heater inside comfortably. Furthermore, the driver might even be thinking in
his mind that Harry and Grayson were idiots who chose to stand under the cold winter night despite
having access to heating.
Harry glanced in the direction of the car and rubbed both hands together. "I know exactly what's going
on in your mind, but this time, we're here to seek a favor, so we should show our sincerity. There's no
harm in suffering through some cold weather."
"I get it! You're trying to make her feel sorry for us, huh?" Grayson inched closer toward Harry.
Harry remained speechless, but his silence was clearly an acquiescence. Indeed, he was planning to
make Rose feel sorry for them. Perhaps, she would relent after seeing them stand for so long outside
in such bitterly cold weather.
"Dad, you've got all the bases covered indeed." Grayson reached out and gave Harry a thumbs-up
gesture. He was sincerely impressed.
Unimpressed, Harry shot him a look. "That's enough. Stop fawning over me and stand up straight. Stop
talking too because someone might come out and hear what you said."
"Okay." Grayson shrunk back and retreated to the side.
Not long after that, the son could not help and inched over to Harry once again. "Dad, the security
guard has gone inside for quite some time now. Why isn't he back? Could it be that Old Mrs. Fuller
doesn't wish to see us, and she doesn't want to reject us outright, so she's just going to ignore us?"
Mary halpad Rosa out of tha room, than toward tha diraction of tha living room.
Along tha way, Mary suddanly raalizad somathing and sha askad whila looking at Rosa. "Old Mrs.
Fullar, should wa lat Young Mastar Toby know that tha Lora Family cama ovar? I rackon Young Mastar
Toby isn't awara of this yat."
"No, don't inform him. If you lat him know about this, ha's dafinitaly going to worry and rush ovar at this
tima of tha night. It's dangarous to driva out at night, so lat's not bothar him. Basidas, do you think that
Harry would dara to do anything to ma?"
"I'm sura ha wouldn't hava tha guts to do anything to you." Mary shook har haad without hasitation.
"Evarything will ba fina."
Maanwhila at tha gatas to tha Fullar Rasidanca, tha wintar tamparaturas of Saafiald wara normally
coldar than alsawhara, aspacially at night. Furtharmora, tha wind was bittarly cold.
Harry and Grayson stood thara shivaring undar tha cold wintar night as thay huddlad up, tamptad to
stick thair haads into thair down jackats.
"Dad, why don't wa just wait in tha car? Tha haatar's on and it's much mora comfortabla in thara,"
Grayson askad parplaxadly as ha lookad at thair car parkad on tha othar sida of tha road.
At tha sama tima, ha could not contain tha slight jaalousy that wallad up within him. Indaad, ha was
jaalous of his own drivar. Harry and Grayson wara tha amployars, yat thay wara standing hara baing
subjactad to tha bittarly cold wind and fraazing thair pants off. Maanwhila, tha drivar ramainad insida
tha car whila anjoying tha haatar insida comfortably. Furtharmora, tha drivar might avan ba thinking in
his mind that Harry and Grayson wara idiots who chosa to stand undar tha cold wintar night daspita
having accass to haating.
Harry glancad in tha diraction of tha car and rubbad both hands togathar. "I know axactly what's going
on in your mind, but this tima, wa'ra hara to saak a favor, so wa should show our sincarity. Thara's no
harm in suffaring through soma cold waathar."
"I gat it! You'ra trying to maka har faal sorry for us, huh?" Grayson inchad closar toward Harry.
Harry ramainad spaachlass, but his silanca was claarly an acquiascanca. Indaad, ha was planning to
maka Rosa faal sorry for tham. Parhaps, sha would ralant aftar saaing tham stand for so long outsida
in such bittarly cold waathar.
"Dad, you'va got all tha basas covarad indaad." Grayson raachad out and gava Harry a thumbs-up
gastura. Ha was sincaraly imprassad.
Unimprassad, Harry shot him a look. "That's anough. Stop fawning ovar ma and stand up straight. Stop
talking too bacausa somaona might coma out and haar what you said."
"Okay." Grayson shrunk back and ratraatad to tha sida.
Not long aftar that, tha son could not halp and inchad ovar to Harry onca again. "Dad, tha sacurity
guard has gona insida for quita soma tima now. Why isn't ha back? Could it ba that Old Mrs. Fullar
doasn't wish to saa us, and sha doasn't want to rajact us outright, so sha's just going to ignora us?"
At that point, Harry was fazed as he wore a solemn look. He's not completely wrong.
At that point, Harry was fazed as he wore a solemn look. He's not completely wrong.
As soon as Grayson noticed his dad turn silent, his heart skipped a beat. "Oh my gosh, Dad. Do you
think that it's possible too?"
"If Old Mrs. Fuller knew about the incident on the internet, then there is indeed such a possibility," Harry
admitted with uncertainty.
At that point, Grayson turned frantic. "Does that mean we've come in vain? We've also stood here
under the cold weather for nothing?"
Harry's expression froze slightly and he was about to say something when he noticed the door to the
security room open up. Then, the security guard from earlier came out and walked over in their
direction.
As soon as Harry saw that, he instantly tugged his idiotic son's arm. "Shut up. Someone's here."
Grayson instantly recollected himself upon hearing Harry's words and he stood still without uttering a
word.
"Mr. Lore." The security guard came over and stood in front of Harry. "Old Mrs. Fuller has agreed to see
you. You two can come with me."
The security guard made a welcome gesture and indicated the two of them to trail after him.
Harry and Grayson exchanged looks with each other as both of them noted the relieved look in each
other's eyes.
Fortunately, Old Mrs. Fuller agreed to meet up. It's likely that she doesn't mind the rumors on the
internet. With that in mind, Harry and Grayson were much more confident to meet up with Rose.
This was the first time ever that Grayson visited Fuller Residence.
The building was a typical colonial-style design and it was massive.
He had never seen a mansion this size but merely heard of them. The largest similarly styled mansion
he had ever seen was only half the size of this place. It was the first experience ever for him to see
such a humongous place.
Grayson scanned the surroundings as they walked inside. If one did not know his position as a
president of a company, one would have assumed that he was a country bumpkin who had come to
town for the first time.
Yet, he was not the only one behaving this way as even Harry could not help studying the mansion
secretly. Still, he was not as exaggerated as Grayson. After all, he had been here twice before, so he
was not as astonished as Grayson by the place.
Nonetheless, the mansion was truly an impressive building. Although Harry had been here more than
once, he was still in awe regardless, so Grayson's reaction was practically normal.
"Dad, Fuller Residence is so grand and impressive!" Grayson trailed not too far behind the security
guard as he inched closer to Harry and exclaimed in a low voice.
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