The foggy capital of London.
In the rear seat of the car, Blake was focused on staring at the map on his laptop.
"Mr. Anderson, we're here." The car slowly stopped, and the driver nimbly pushed the door open, and went to the other side, respectfully inviting Blake to get off.
He closed his laptop and stepped out with one long leg.
Walking into the villa, the first person who came out to welcome him was a noble and dignified middle-aged woman.
Blake, who had always been deep inside, revealed a rare smile on his handsome face, "Aunt." He walked over and gave her a hug.
This woman was none other than his mother's twin sister, Esme. She was the original wife of Minister Jensen in the capital and was a woman worthy of her title.
"You brat, it's rare for you to come to visit your aunt. A
