The red carpet stretched from the doorway to the main building, then wound its way to the location of the ancestral hall.
Miles Hughes was puzzled and pulled over a hurried servant: "Why is the old house decorated so festively?"
Keane is missing, shouldn't it be somber and bleak?
"Lord Hughes, this is prepared by Mrs. Fairchild for the young master. She originally wanted the young master to acknowledge his heritage now, but unexpectedly, the young master ran away from home."
The servant bowed slightly.
Miles Hughes made a thoughtful sound.
Although Mrs. Fairchild appears to act on whims, her character is indeed quite conservative. Keane is, after all, the godson of both Maeve Lane and the young master, yet even so, she is willing to give him such a grand occasion?
She really desires a grandchild.
Miles Hughes sighed, feeling there were many odd points regarding Keane's running away.
