Chương 154: 110 Wild Breed

Atkinson Old Manor.

It was not a simple mansion, but a collection of villas and gardens with various styles. Over a century, an architectural complex had been formed, encompassing all periods of River State's architectural style.

There were both traditional buildings with bucket arches, flying eaves, green bricks, and white tiles, as well as modern buildings or castles with Gothic and pastoral styles, pavilions, and flowing water over small bridges.

Now it was deep autumn, with the roadside maple trees painting the whole forest with red, like a raging fire across the sky. The chrysanthemums under the maple forest were also blooming brilliantly.

A building with the classic Southern Region style was labeled 'Renowned Garden' and was the residence of Mr. and Mrs. Atkinson.

In the living room, Eleanor Spencer Atkinson paced back and forth, with red nails deeply embedded in the newspaper tightly clutched in her hand, almost crumpling the paper.