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Daisy Zane had dinner at the Clark Manor with Hugo Clark and Allonzo Hobson.
The food at the Clarkâs was very tasty, not to mention exceptionally exquisite, so exquisite that it would make one question life, making it hard for them to pick up their chopsticks.
They were just regular home-cooked dishes.
But once they reached the dining table at the Clarkâs, they transformed into royal cuisine.
Daisy Zane even felt that if she ate too much, she would spoil the image of the entire mansion.
But⦠she still let herself eat her fill.
After all, she would only feel at ease once this exquisite food was in her stomach.
As a host, it wasnât right to put down the chopsticks before the guest was finished eating.
So, Hugo Clark spent nearly half an hour more eating this meal than he usually would.
After the meal, the four of them sat in the living room for a while. Allonzo Hobson went home first, followed by Hugo Clark who also had to return to his own courtyard.
Seeing Hugo about to leave, Arthur North asked Daisy Zane to wait in the living room for a while. He then walked Hugo out.
The uncle and nephew walked off into the distance and stood in the hallway to chat.
âWhat are you planning on doing about the situation with Henry Clark?â Hugo Clark asked, lighting a cigarette.
âI donât know yet.â Arthur North replied.
âItâs hard to explain to Grandfather.â Hugo Clark said, âHenry Clark is his only relative left. He might find it hard to let goâ¦â
The older one gets, the softer their heart becomes.
âHenry Clark almost got you killed back then. It was already a chance given to him when we let him go abroad instead of taking his life,â Arthur North said softly, âthis time⦠if he still harbours such intentions, there is no way Iâm going to let him off again.â
Hugo Clark smoked in silence, looking down.
âIf necessary, tell William Lane about Olivia Laneâs arrest,â Arthur North said, âLet him take action.â
Hugo Clark chuckled, this was indeed a good strategy of âkilling with a borrowed knifeâ; a classic move of his third uncle.
Arthur North, with his left hand behind his back, stood tall, he glanced at Hugo Clark and said, âHugo, I underestimated you. You even dare to have feelings for the Lane Familyâs daughter.â
Hugo Clark was taken aback, he subconsciously wanted to retort but didnât speak.
âA twelve years age difference⦠and sheâs still in high school.â Arthur North chuckled, âI wonder if William Lane would bite. Iâm actually starting to look forward to his reaction now.â
Hugo Clark: â
Arthur North chuckled again, âMy third uncle certainly didnât foresee your love life to be this complicated. You probably know how much the Lane Family spoils their daughter. Those hurdles set by her parentsâ¦and her brotherâ¦â Hugo Clark: â
âBut at least youâre a match in terms of status.â Arthur North said, âMy third uncle will prepare a generous dowry for you.â
Hugo Clarkâs face darkened further, âMay the Third Uncleâs love life go smoothly.â
Arthur North raised an eyebrow, âOf course. I donât have the pressure from a father-in-law and a cousin brother.â
Hugo Clark knew he couldnât win this argument, mainly because he couldnât deny the truth, so he coldly stated, âThird Uncle, Iâm going back.â
And headed back to his own courtyard.
Arthur North watched his retreating figure and chuckled.
It seemed that the young man was indeed smitten.
The Clark Family and the Lane Family were actually about to form a marriage alliance.
If word got out, there would be countless people openly and secretly obstructing it.
Upon returning to the living room, Daisy Zane was sitting in a chair, playing a game on her phone.
Daisy Zane heard footsteps, looked up at him, then shut off her phone and stood up.
âWhatâs the matter?â He asked. âGoing home.â Daisy Zane said.
âWhere?â He asked.
Daisy Zane looked at him and then uttered a single word: âHome.â
âStay the night.â Arthur North suggested, âThe lotuses are blooming beautifully. Tomorrow, I can take you around the courtyard. The scenery is really nice.â
Daisy Zane studied him.
Seeing her eyes fixed on him, Arthur North chuckled and said, âMy parents have gone to Oxford City to visit Old Master Lane, they wonât be home for the next couple of days.â
Daisy Zane watched him, but he still didnât move.
Kevin Clark took another step towards her, looked down at her and said softly, âCome see my courtyard, see the place where I grew up.â
Daisy Zaneâs expression softened a bit.
Seeing this, Kevin Clark bent down to peck her lips, then took her hand and led her outside, âLetâs go to my courtyard.â
When they reached the living room entrance, a servant handed them two handheld lanterns.
Kevin Clark took one, âOne will do.â
Daisy looked at the lotus-shaped lantern in his hand. It wasnât pink, just shaped like a lotus, and the color was a dim yellow.
One side of it bore the word âClark Manorâ.
The entire mansion had no incandescent lights.
The lights in the rooms were dim yellow, the lanterns hanging under the eaves in the courtyard were of the Clark Manor, and rows of ground lights lined both sides of every path.
All were dim yellow.
The whole Clark Manor, brightly lit, looked from afar like stars scattered on the ground, all wrapped in a romantic ambiance.
Kevin Clark noticed her looking at the lantern, âDo you want to hold it?â
Daisy took it from him and held it.
Seeing her satisfied curiosity, Kevin Clark smiled slightly, âShall we walk over, or take a car?â
âHow long will it take?â Daisy asked.
âWithin thirty minutes.â
âLetâs walk.â
âGood,â said Kevin Clark softly, âLetâs enjoy our homeâs courtyard on our way.â
It was indeed worth admiring.
After a while, Daisy asked, âCan we take a car?â
âYes,â Kevin Clark said, âIf we take a car, itâs a different route. The car route is smoother and wider. I can show you tomorrow.â
Daisy contemplated and agreed, considering the size of the mansion, it was quite tiring to walk around, especially since Kevin Clarkâs parents were aged.
âMy parents live in the central courtyard,â Kevin Clark introduced, âMy eldest brother and Hugo live in the eastern courtyard. But they both mostly reside outside.â
âWhere do you live? The western courtyard?â
âI live in the north.â When they reached a moon gate, Kevin Clark let Daisy go first, âThe northern courtyard has the largest area, including the part up the mountain. I also dug a lotus pond over there.â âTwenty-acre lotus pond,â Daisy said.
Kevin Clark chuckled, âThe rumors are inaccurate.â
âHow much then?â
âTwenty-five acres.â
Daisy: So much for inaccurate rumors.
They had been walking for over ten minutes, winding around. If anyone had a slightly poor sense of direction, once they entered, they would probably lost and canât find their way out.
A few minutes later, Daisy suddenly heard the sound of flowing water. After a few steps, they stepped onto an arched wooden bridge.
There were ground lights on both sides of the bridge, and there were round lampshades on the railings.
Below the bridge was a small river, from which the sound of water came, but both sides seem endless. Only after a certain distance, there would be a similar small bridge.
Faintly, there was a small boat and lotus flowers in the river.
The riverside was lined with willow trees, swaying gently in the slight night breeze.
âYour lotus flowers?â Daisy stopped and looked at the river.
âThey were donated to the river. The ones that didnât grow well, I would have them transplanted here,â said Kevin Clark, âTomorrow when itâs cooler, I can take you boating.â
A gentle breeze brushed her face, with a small bridge over the flowing river.
Unexpectedly, Daisy felt like she was in a small southern town, feeling carefree and comfortable.
Seeing that she likes this place, Kevin Clark was secretly pleased. Finally, she liked more than just the Doomsday Hotel in her heart..