My Love, Enlighten me

Servants and securities were almost everywhere, and when Gloria Taylor and Kenny Clarke walked by, they all stopped and greeted.

Gloria noticed that if three or more of them were together they even bowed to her and Kenny in a line.

They were well trained. And seeing that, Gloria got even more nervous.

The estate was large.

Gloria and Kenny walked through the front yard, crossed the hall, and got into the back where Kenny’s grandfather stayed.

They stopped outside of a room, and Kenny asked the servant standing in front of the door.

“Is grandpa here?”

“Yes, sir.” He replied with delight, and he opened the door to speak to someone inside the room in a low voice.

“Sir, Master Kenny is back.”

The door was slightly opened so that the servant was able to stand there, which blocked Gloria’ s sight.

“Bring him in.” The man sounded old but still strong.

“Yes, sir.” The servant turned around and nodded to them.

Kenny took a pause.

“Let’s go.” He walked in with Gloria, holding her hand.

Inside the room, the heat was on, and it smelled like tea and ink.

Gloria saw that an old man was standing in front of the desk, writing calligraphy. Behind him was a bookshelf, and a tea set lied on the table along with the desk.

“Grandpa,” Kenny

head and caught Gloria watching. His mouth was shut closely.

Gloria averted her eyes and looked at the floor

don’t bite,” Kenny’s grandfather said. “Who is she?”

“She’s the one you will like.” Kenny raised an

jutted his chin and threw the writing brush on the

you? Get the hell of out my property!” He said

who his

I’m not stupid.” Kenny’s grandfather suddenly turned to

his words and wondered how these people

know how to respond.

that they got connections and it was tight,

and encouraged

afternoon, Mr. Clarke. I’m Gloria. Gloria Taylor. I’m your grandson’s wife.” She said

He was still staring at her and seemed to have no interest to shake

but kept her hand toward

old man started

Gloria paused and was about to

that little bastard and sit

sir.”

Don’t sir me.”

And Kenny was about to sit down as well when his grandfather kicked him on the ass.

hell said you could

“Come on, grandpa,” Kenny said with a wry smile. “Not in front of

yourself when was the last time you came

and they all went quiet.

understood why Kenny’s grandfather treated him like

Kenny suspected her mother’s case was affected by some of this family, which was why he hated