"The fish soup lacks a lot of flavor, too bland, far too bland," Charles expressed his differing opinion at the dinner party.
"It seems that the manor's annex does not suit your taste, Mr. Charles, but I hope you find a cook who satisfies you soon," Russell said indifferently to Charles' opinion, as he just wanted to taste the flavors of home.
As for Charles, he was about to move out of the manor's annex soon.
"My goodness, I really wish that day would come later, you know, Sir, I'm too fond of those wines you have cellared."
"I will give you a bottle of Black Pearl wine when you move," Russell promised.
"Living in the small market, I'm going to miss the Lord," Charles muttered, the housing in the small market had already been refurbished, and he had no reason to continue overstaying in the manor's annex, after all, it was Lord Russell's private residence.
As for Eric, he was also going to settle down in the small market.
