The Fake Son Is A Billionaire Young Master

Getting interesting

Jeff's vehicle smoothly ascended the curved driveway, surrounded by well-kept lawns and graceful fountains.

The magnificent Grador's mansion, with its towering pillars and gleaming marble exterior, exuded grandeur and wealth as it stood tall above.

The gate unlocked as Jeff approached, seemingly anticipating his arrival with an odd elegance. His brows furrowed in confusion as he noted the absence of any visible security or staff on the premises of such a lavish estate.

He found a perfect place to park his car before getting down from the car. Jeff's gaze darted about, and for a brief moment, he remained where he was.

The words of Atlas continued to echo in his ears. “Something was not right.”

He could, of course, choose to ignore this, but it would be dishonest of him to claim he was not aware of the oddity as well.

Upon reaching the front door, Jeff's cold face was replaced by a sense of unease. The place looked somehow creepy and bereft of human activities.

He thought for a moment