Chapitre 113: Why so many Questions?

"I know that, Allen." Mother replied, "But they kept insisting so I agreed to let them take me also with them."

*Stop* 

While we were having our private conversation the car came to a stop. Did we reach there? 

*Knock-Knock* 

"We are here." 

Someone came to us and opened the door for us. 

As I stepped out, the only thing that came to my mind is-

'What the hell is this?' 

"Allen, are you sure you don't know these people…?" mother asked me as she was completely engrossed by the house right in front of our eyes. 

"... If I knew someone like this Is there any possibility that I would forget them?" I said as I was also captivated by the view. 

How filthy rich are they? Who makes such a large house when you hardly have someone to live in. 

The last time I was here the only thing I can recall was that there are more servants than the total number of people living in our neighbourhood.