Watching her husband hurriedly descend the stairs with his suitcase, Aunt Liu went to greet him again, standing at the staircase and looking up, "Sir, are you going out too?"
"Yes, I’m going to bring my wife back." Nathan Moore’s handso features were taut. Aunt Liu felt a gust of wind, and Nathan Moore had already reached the front door of the living room with his suitcase.
...
After getting off the plane, a jeep with a military license plate was already waiting on the lawn. Titus Zane got into the jeep with Xiao Li, his face bare and expression cold.
He wasn’t excited to be staying at his grandfather’s house; instead, he felt a vague worry.
He wanted to call Nathan Moore, but after so thought, decided to send a text ssage instead.
...Nathan, I’ve arrived in Capital City, don’t worry about .
At the airport in T city, Nathan Moore walked briskly with his luggage to the service desk. While tidying his clothes, he had already called his assistant to book a flight, squeezing the phone in his palm. Feeling the vibration, he hurriedly stopped to check it.
Seeing the text ssage from Titus Zane, he imdiately flipped to the number and called back.
The military SUV sped down the spacious road. Titus Zane was talking to Nathan Moore on the phone while turning his head to look outside.
"...I’ll be back in a few days, don’t worry... What about the company... Okay, I’ll wait for you."
For so reason, Titus Zane always had a premonition... that his grandfather didn’t want him to be with Nathan Moore and intended to separate them...
Otherwise, how could he know where she lived and have sent people to forcibly "escort" her back?
In the family compound, Abigail Zimrman was busy in the kitchen, "Mrs. Wang, stew the Silkie chicken a little longer, and Xiaojū, be thorough with washing the crabs..."
Xiao Li said they were already on their way back, and it was past noon now; Titus might be very hungry already.
After giving instructions to the kitchen, Abigail Zimrman called her husband again, "George, Xiao Li said they’ll be ho in an hour... Hurry back after you finish with the clients, I’ll call Wen Hao later too... Let’s all have a reunion dinner together."
After hanging up the phone, Abigail Zimrman went back to her work in the kitchen.
Having always liked girls but having had a son instead, her niece’s return filled the gap of not having a daughter, which made her happier than anyone else.
Samuel Zane sat on the sofa, his posture straight. His left hand rested on his walking stick, his face severe as he watched TV, though it was unclear if he was actually taking in the program.
An hour later, the military jeep drove into the compound. Titus Zane was not unfamiliar with this place; she had been here just a few months ago with Jon.
The jeep stopped in front of a large gate. Xiao Li and Xiao Zhang got out first. Xiao Zhang hurried over to open the door, "Miss, we’re ho, please get out."
Titus Zane got out and looked around the building in front of her, a three-story western-style building that seed to have so years on it, with walls gritty with sand and broken stones showing signs of age.
"Miss, please follow ." Xiao Li courteously extended his arm and led the way.
Titus Zane adjusted her coat and followed him through the wide-open gate.
"Old Commander, the Miss is back."
Stepping into the western-style house, Xiao Li quickly reported to Samuel Zane.
Seeing his granddaughter following behind, Samuel Zane suddenly stood up, his hands on the cane slightly shaking, unable to conceal his emotional excitent.
"Titus..."
Titus Zane curved her lips into a smile and quickly approached, "Grandfather."
"Ah!" Samuel Zane responded excitedly, then stretched out his hand, grasped Titus Zane’s wrist, and sat down together on the sofa, sighing, "Child, you’ve suffered."
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