“Young Master, why are you staying at a hotel? Even in a standard room. Didn't I prepare a house for you to stay in Summerville City?” asked Harold as he stopped by Alan's side.“Shhh!” Alan put his forefinger to his lips, while turning his head left and right to observe the situation. “Keep your voice down, Harold. I brought you here because I wanted to talk to you alone.”“Oh, I'm sorry, Young Master.” Harold covered his mouth with the palm of his hand. “But, wasn't that woman Young Master's wife? Miss Lilyana of the Wongso Family, isn't she?”“That's right,” Alan replied, letting out a long sigh as it turned out that his grandfather had actually tracked him down secretly. “It's just that I still don't want her and her family to know my true identity. You understand what I mean, right? “Of course, Young Master, I understand,” Harold replied quickly. “B-but, Young Master, I still have to make sure Young Master resides in the residence that has been prepared. If the Great Master asks
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