Ch-117. Changes !!

The automatic double doors of the apartment slid open once again once it had verified the identity of the visitor, and Stuart walked in.

Noah, who was standing by the kitchen counter, nodded toward him as he dropped the conversation with his grandfather in the middle.

“You must be tired. Please, have a seat, Uncle Stuart," he said, his voice steady.

"I’ll get you some water."

Stuart took a seat at the couch in the living room, glancing briefly and bowing towards Warner, who sat across from him, his posture as straight as the lines on his perfectly pressed suit.

As Noah returned with a glass of cold water, he sensed something in Warner’s eyes— something like disapproval. But he couldn't figure out, for the life of him, what that was all about.

He shrugged off the thought and placed the tray in front of Stuart, who gave him a small nod of thanks.

“Thank you, Young Master. But you really didn’t have to–”

"Come on, uncle Stuart! It was no problem at all.”

Stuart replied and gulped the
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