"Mistress is back from the hospital, why didn't you inform us earlier, so I could send someone to pick you up." The housekeeper and his team greeted her upon her return.
Aubree Groove entered the living room, Dallyn inquired, "Dad, where is Master McKay?"
The housekeeper glanced at Aubree, "Master McKay has been very busy recently and hasn't been home for two days."
"Uncle Hao, thank you for your hard work. I'm a bit tired and want to rest in my room." With that, Aubree headed for the stairs.
The housekeeper narrowed his murky old eyes, watching the graceful ease with which the young woman moved.
"Dad, what are you looking at?" Dallyn stood in front of him, "Why does your gaze seem off when you look at Mistress?"
"What are you talking about, child?" The housekeeper chided, his face stern.
"Always acting wild, you better tame that attitude or no man will dare to marry you."
Dallyn retorted angrily, "Dare not to marry, you think I want to marry, are men even good for anything?"