Tilda Avery pushed the door open and walked straight towards Ethan Smith.
She smiled and said, "Ethan, we owe you our thanks for this time, or it could have been a disaster."
"It's what I should do." Ethan Smith nodded.
"How is Mr. Avery now?"
Tilda Avery replied, "My father is doing well. He's inviting you to join us for dinner."
Ethan Smith didn't hesitate and immediately agreed.
The two of them left the room and walked towards the depths of the Avery Family Manor.
Inside the villa's great hall, a sumptuous dinner had already been set up.
Even more, on both sides of the table, servants were standing ready.
Mr. Avery sat at the head of the table, with his three children accompanying him on either side.
"Dad, Ethan has arrived." Tilda Avery brought Ethan Smith to Mr. Avery.
Mr. Avery waved at Ethan Smith, saying somewhat surprised, "I didn't expect you to be so young."
Ethan Smith greeted, "I've met Mr. Avery."
Mr. Avery smiled and gestured, "Come in, sit down."
