When Titus returned to the estate, he noticed several unfamiliar cars parked in the courtyard.
After getting out, he paused in front of them.
“Young Master.”
One of the bodyguards who had remained at the house approached respectfully.
“Those cars belong to President York from Wiltspoon. Mr. York and his wife are here and have been waiting for you to return.”
A smile immediately spread across Titus’s face.
“Uncle Zack and Aunt Seren are here.”
