
A fate also changes slowly without realizing Rachel. 2 years, it was quite a long time for Gordon to find Alfred Russel in the original work.
For two years also Cresia who was depressed, often relapsed due to Estela who always came, insulting, saying how hot the night with Courtney, and call himself barren.
For two years Query also lived as it was, sometimes even starving due to his mother who was just crying, sometimes raging. Although it can work, it is not often. Perhaps that is why, Alfred Russell in the original work, was a cassanova figure. Toying with the woman in bed, after getting bored with the cheap women chasing after her, she will be left behind.
The casanova nature that stemmed from the pain saw Cresia being treated badly by Estela. Fate is changing, what Query will have the same character as the original work.
A domino recording of events that changed destiny. Cresia depression resolves faster. There was also an incident with Edward Snowden, leading Courtney to contact the Russell family butler for help.
This is good, isn't it? Destiny goes a different way. Query should be starving at this time, taking care of his depressed mother, increasing his resentment of women, and when he grows up only be the object of his lust.
But now Query is living well, is it possible that the nature of his cassanova as an adult will also change? Considering Gordon found it earlier than he should?
After waiting until the afternoon, he was allowed to enter. It was after the arrival of Cresia from her place of work.
Gordon sat on a makeshift wooden chair, watching the surroundings."My employer lives in a chicken coop." he muttered wanting to cry.
"I promise, whatever my young master asks I will grant it even if it is hard!" his inner self, devoting itself to hereditary fidelity.
Cresia served tea, her tired face slowly forcing herself to smile."What's up, huh? My son said you came to this place to talk about my husband?"
"Ekhm..." Gordon took his breath, started talking quietly."I came here at first just to fulfill the wishes of that ungodly father. But in the end I found something interesting."
"What do you mean?" Cresia sat quietly, but her face looked anxious.
"Alfred Russell..." The word that was said from the butler, a sharp eye from behind the glasses.
"The only surviving descendant of the Russell family after a plane crash 6 months ago. Your son, the adopted son, isn't he?" tanyakanya.
Cresia rounded her eyes as if she already knew where this person was going. Hugged his son tightly."Queries cannot come from family. A. I did adopt it. But---"
"Name Query? What a good name. Birthmarks on the wrist and back of the neck, age appropriate. Just doing a DNA test." A quiet sentence from Gordon, drinking tea from a slightly cracked glass.
"Can't! I'm guardian! Query is my son! Never think of taking it!" Shouted Cresia, only Query had in this world. And now his only one will be taken?
Her tears flowed in fear. Russell's surname is equivalent to Snowden. What can he do?
"You misunderstood, I don't want to take it. You just have to stay in the Russell family residence, take care of Alfred Russel. Russell's surname will be behind yours, as Alfred Russel's mother. So that no one can underestimate you. But on one condition, you can't remarry and leave the young master." Firm Gordon.
The mother who still looks alert, although downcast lowered a little alertness.
"Look, I still have to make sure of the orphanage where you adopted Query. And it takes time to do a DNA test, because the current one is only a hair sample from the deceased biological mother of the young master. So for a while can you two stay at the Russell family residence? Education, the cost of living everything we bear during our stay at the Russell family residence. But even if the results of the DNA test say they are not appropriate, you and your son can leave and get compensation." Obviously the slow butler doesn't want any mistakes.
"Ba..good..." Said Cresia bowed doubtfully, this is not at risk. She doesn't plan to marry again. Having a Query was enough for him. If this was indeed fate for Query there was nothing he could do.
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Not allowed to bring a single item from the hamlet. Even clothes and cooking utensils. Wh why? The butler simply said while twitching his own temple, their clothes were like a doormat. There will be more decent clothes later.
But is it true? Of course it's true! Rich conglomerate families are hereditary. Unlike the Snowden family who succeeded since everything was held by Flint Snowden.
The Russell family has a sturdy main residential building. The great pillars are like the castles of the European nobility.
Classic color, the fountain decorate the front area. How many roars are there in this place? I don't know.
They just stepped awkwardly. While Query lowered his head, occasionally looking at the surrounding area.
The servants lined up lowered their heads, speaking at the same time."Welcome to young master..."
Is this really his family home? Entering the area deeper, the old man guided their way in. He once entered the Snowden residence, but it looked different.
The design of the Snowden family residence is white with some minimalist displays. While the residence of the Russell family, filled with various unique things is certainly high value.
Starting from the display of preserved tigers and bears. Up to the sword with classic carvings. The family painting was also seen along the hallway.
Until they reached the room they were headed to, the butler bowed respectfully. The mother and son entered the place.
Long table, with various cutlery. Seductive dishes, beautifully arranged.
"Sorry, we're lacking preparation. Enjoy your dinner." The butler lowered his head, pulling out one of the chairs for them to sit on. A professional butler who has worked for decades for a conglomerate family.
Query looked towards his mother. Cresia nodded, as a sign the Query could sit down.
Another male servant danced a chair for Cresia. In the end the pair of mother and son sitting felt really awkward. Not used to being served like this.
Query gulped his saliva, took a spoon to eat. Then go back to eating.
Butler held back his laughter."Tomorrow I'm going to pitch an ethics teacher to young master."
"When was the DNA test done? And how long will the results last?" cresia asked doubtfully.
"At the earliest one month. But if Query is really Alfred Russel, I will follow whatever the young master wishes." Say the butler.
"A...what's up? What about the personal waiter?" ask Query.