Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

Chapter 850 - 850: Lyke Zhekova_1



Chapter 850: Chapter 850: Lyke Zhekova_1

Take Butler Howard and Aunt Evans’ possession of two houses in Belford – this is already a far superior achievement compared to those locals who are struggling to make ends meet.

Moreover, they usually bring numerous nourishing gifts to the family mansion.

The two old folks can’t possibly consume everything on their own.

Such food items could easily expire if kept for too long.

The elderly would not be stingy and would naturally give it to those working in the mansion.

Butler Howard and Aunt Evans have no shortage of these.

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They don’t even need to spend their own money to buy them.

The offerings from the older generation alone are enough for them.

The situation is the same at Third Old Master Zhekova’s place.

However, satisfaction and temperance often depend on the individual.

Some are greedy, no matter how much they obtain, they’re never content.

They always want more.

Excess can either be shared with their own family, or sold at a profit.

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Of course, not everyone is like this, but in order to avoid potential problems, the Zhekova Family has arranged for trustworthy family members to look after Third Old Master Zhekova.

These are people our family can trust.

It lessened much of our worries.

“Fourth Uncle, like us, chooses to reside somewhere near to the company for the convenience of his work.” Adrian Zhekova explained.

The family mansion became part of Belford’s commercial district because it was a property inherited from ancient times.

Back then, the mansion sat atop the Imperial City Base.

Indeed, like the old mansion, some buildings are cultural relics that cannot be demolished due to modern construction.

This mansion just happens to belong to the Zhekova Family generation after generation.

Therefore, the geographic location of the mansion is an exception.

Nowadays, it’s practically impossible for a grand villa to be located within a city’s district.

It’s always a bit out of the way.

However, there’s plenty of land and the environment is good.

The area where Third Old Master Zhekova lives is a bit far, but the greening within the area is particularly good.

Looking around, lush greenery is everywhere.

Living here feels like residing within a large garden.

The caregiver can easily take Third Old Master Zhekova for a daily sunbath.

They do not need to walk far; a stroll within the residential area is convenient enough.

However, because it’s somewhat remote, it’s inconvenient for Lyke Zhekova to get to work.

While they were talking, the three of them had already reached the entrance of Third Old Master Zhekova’s residence.

Adrian Zhekova rang the doorbell.

Cindy Clarke was very nervous yesterday, mainly because she didn’t know Gabriel Zhekova well.

This caused her to feel apprehensive before entering the mansion.

Even earlier, the first time she visited the family mansion with Adrian Zhekova, although it was not her first visit.

Her original visit to the mansion was as a chef.

But that earlier meeting was as Adrian Zhekova’s girlfriend.

At that time, she was quite nervous too.

Even later events, no matter what happened, were less nerve-wracking than that particular occasion.

However, after meeting Gabriel Zhekova’s family yesterday and understanding what kind of people Gabriel Zhekova and Ethan Zhekova were,

Cindy Clarke naturally wouldn’t have any more respect or concerns for them.

Visiting the Third Old Master today, it had a different feeling.

Adrian Zhekova had already mentioned that Third Old Master Zhekova and Lyke Zhekova were both good people.

Cindy Clarke wasn’t worried.

She didn’t expect them to like her at first meeting.

Cindy Clarke acknowledges that she is not a person who is universally loved by everyone she meets.

As long as the Zhekovas do not hate her, she’s satisfied.

When Adrian Zhekova pressed the doorbell, Cindy Clarke did not show any signs of nervousness.

Morgan Zhekova was curious about the big gate in front of him.

The main gate of the villa wasn’t very high.

The security here was excellent, and the villas were designed for aesthetic appeal rather than having tall fortifications.

Furthermore, protection was provided at Third Old Master Zhekova’s place, so burglary was not a concern.

Adrian Zhekova and Cindy Clarke were tall enough to look directly over the gate and walls to see some of the scenery within the courtyard.

It was only because Morgan Zhekova was too short to see over the gate.

Shortly after, a young man approached.

This was one of the bodyguards in charge of the security here.

“Master Adrian, Mrs.,” the young bodyguard immediately greeted them.

Morgan Zhekova was too small.

Behind the door, the young bodyguard couldn’t see Morgan.

Only when the gate was opened did he see Morgan standing on the other side of Adrian Zhekova.

Immediately after seeing Morgan’s adorable appearance, the young bodyguard understood why he didn’t see the kid earlier.

Taken aback, he couldn’t help but suppress a smile and greeted, “Hello young master.”

“Hello, uncle,” Morgan replied, with a soft voice.

This voice nearly softened the young bodyguard’s heart.

He almost succumbed to the temptation and lifted Morgan up just to squeeze his soft cheeks.

Adrian Zhekova led Cindy Clarke and Morgan through the courtyard and finally to the front door.

Before he could ring the doorbell,

The front door swung open.

In front of them stood a very tall and handsome man.

He appeared to be in his thirties, not much older than Adrian Zhekova.

Cindy Clarke was stunned for a moment.

This man bore a slight resemblance to Adrian Zhekova, making him unmistakably a member of the Zhekova Family.

“Come in, come in,” the man said warmly as soon as he saw them.

“Fourth Uncle, you shouldn’t have opened the door yourself,” Adrian Zhekova laughed.

It was only then that Cindy Clarke realized that this man was Lyke Zhekova.

He looked much younger than she expected.

Maverick Zhekova was 55 years old, but he looked as if he was in his early 40s because he took good care of his health.

However, Maverick Zhekova felt compelled to maintain his youthful appearance.

Who could blame him? Victoria Wheeler looks so tender and young.

Maverick Zhekova didn’t want people to think they’re father and daughter or uncle and niece when they go out together.

He had no choice but to go all out to maintain his appearance.

Also, he didn’t want Victoria Wheeler to despise him!

With a wife so beautiful and young, he didn’t want to appear like some old fart by her side

Straightened by the thought of Victoria Wheeler’s potential disgust,

Maverick Zhekova has been working hard to keep himself fit and fresh.

He has maintained his physique and face looking sharp.

Meeting strangers who don’t know him, they could mistake him for a popular celebrity.

Cindy Clarke’s Fourth Uncle in front of her looked merely thirty-ish, but she didn’t know how old he really was.

If she met him on the road not knowing who Lyke Zhekova was, she would also suspect him to be some celebrity.

“It’s your first time bringing Cindy Clarke and Morgan here,” Lyke Zhekova said with a smile.

One look and you knew he attached great importance to this meeting.

This was entirely different from Gabriel Zhekova.

Talk about Gabriel Zhekova, even though he has the Zhekova genes, his looks were not significant.

Perhaps it’s because Gabriel Zhekova was always preoccupied with seizing power, leaving no time or energy to maintain his appearance.

In fact, he looks much older than Maverick Zhekova.

His face was marked with deeper and more wrinkles.

Lyke Zhekova had a gentle look, and his gaze on Cindy Clarke and Morgan was one of kindness.

Adrian Zhekova then led Cindy Clarke and Morgan into the house.

Once inside, they found that Third Old Master Zhekova had also come to the entrance.

He was at the entrance hall.

To give them room to change their shoes, he didn’t stand by the door like Lyke Zhekova.

 


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