Westcott Villa was huge.
Apart from the garden, swimming pool, mini-horse track, and mini-golf course, there were also two villas: the main and the annex building.
As Forsythia Brown looked around the West Suburb Villa once more, the sky began to darken, and it was time for dinner.
Upon returning to the main building's hall, a refreshing lemon tea scent filled the air.
That was her favorite drink.
Glancing towards the kitchen, a stunningly handsome man was bustling around wearing an apron.
What would people think if they knew that the powerful CEO Atkinson could be so down-to-earth?
Her father had once said: "Sweetie, I've never tasted the dishes Gem made. Can I have a bite?"
Perhaps because she grew up in a wealthy family, she had high standards when it came to food. Due to her established taste preferences, many things didn't appeal to her.
