Chapter 665 The Faulkner House
As a construction designer, Charlotte was naturally fascinated by the Faulkner House.
She was surprised to find that there were many details that she had never seen before and immediately asked Huxley
curiously, âWho is the designer of this ancestral home? He is so talented!â
After hearing this, Huxley smiled more brightly. âItâs your grandma.â
It was no wonder that Charlotte was surprised. Even Joe was stunned when he heard what Huxley said.
âGrandma?â Charlotte repeated unconsciously, âIs she also a construction designer?â
Huxley shook his head and said, âShe is a traditional noble lady. Back then, she was forced to wander to Albania because
of the war with her family members. Gradually, she began to come into contact with these things. I donât know the details
but remember that she seemed to have left some modelsâ¦â
Huxley looked at the butler, who immediately nodded with certainty and said, âYes, I can get it for you now.â
âButâ¦â Charlotte turned her head and looked at the sky. Huxley immediately said, âIt doesnât matter.
This is also your
home. You can stay here for a few more days. If you feel bored, I can send Telma over to play with you.â
Joe secretly put his arm around Charlotteâs shoulder. Huxley was stunned for a moment and then smiled helplessly.
After just a second of hesitation, Charlotte nodded in agreement.
At this time, the butler came over with an exquisite agarwood box and handed it to Charlotte with a smile. âThe Old Mrs.
Faulkner cherished this box the most when she was alive. I thought I could only let it be covered with ashes but didnât
expect that there would be a day when it could see the light of day again. She will be very happy to know about it.â
Charlotte suddenly felt that the box in her hand was heavy. Just by looking at the carefully made wax on the box, she
knew that the butler was really taking good care of it. She smiled at him and said, âDonât worry, I will definitely keep it
well.â
Enter titleâ¦
Huxley laughed happily and said, âOf course, you are a member of the Faulkner Family. No matter what you do, it wonât
be much worse.â
After they had lunch in the Faulkner House, the butler hurried to prepare rooms for Charlotte and Joe in person. Huxley
also had something to do and had to leave first.
Today, they confronted Viola rudely. He had to go back and take charge of the situation, so as not to cause trouble again.
âDonât worry, no one from the collateral branches can come in the Faulkner House. They wonât disturb you.â Before Huxley
left, he specifically told Charlotte not to worry.
Charlotte smiled and said, âDonât worry, even if they really come to make things difficult for me, itâs not necessarily who will
suffer in the end.â
Huxley looked at her in shock and clapped his hands. âYouâre right. We canât let anyone bully the real Faulkner Family
member.â
Not long after Huxley left, the butler brought Charlotte and Joe to their bedroom.
âThis room is specially prepared for Congreve by the Old Mrs. Faulkner, but unfortunatelyâ¦â When those two people were
mentioned, the butlerâs eyes were full of regret and nostalgia.
Realizing that he was in a bad mood, the butler quickly smiled and said, âBut itâs another kind of comfort for you to live in,
Miss Clinton.â
When Charlotte walked into the room, it was so beautiful that she forgot to breathe.
The exquisite wooden frame bed, the gauze bed curtain fluttering in the wind, and the Treasure Pavilion with a lot of
antiques. It could be said that the designer had displayed the charm of ancient buildings to the extreme.
Charlotte looked back at Joe and said, âSure enough, our civilization is the most beautiful.â
Joe raised his eyebrows. In front of him, Charlotte was like a child who had finally gotten her beloved toy and introduced
her preferences to him with a happy face