"Gordon, what's wrong?" Addison turned her head at the sound. "Nothing ... " Gordon bent down to pick up the keys, saying nothing more. The house in front of them was the largest in all of Pendomium. For Addison to live alone in a place this big was more than enough. "Addison, don't you feel uncomfortable staying here instead of going home?" Matthew asked. "There's no proper garden, and you're surrounded by neighbors. Doesn't it feel cramped?" Addison immediately protested. "Cramped? Not at all! This place is huge!" "And I'm not squeezed in with anyone." The closest villa was at least a few hundred meters away. Matthew was exaggerating. "This place isn't even a tenth the size of our home. Honestly, your courtyard alone is bigger than this ... " Before Matthew could say anything more, Addison quickly cut him off."All right, Grandpa. Let's go inside." She had just reminded him to keep up the act of being an ordinary grandfather in Halton, yet here he was making comments that could easily give them away. Even if Gordon wasn't the sharpest, he'd be able to put two and two together. After all, in all of Halton, you'd be hard-pressed to find a house as massive as the one Matthew was referring to. Even the grand Johnston Residence would seem small in comparison. Half pushing and half dragging, Addison got Matthew to the front door. Just as she was about to unlock it, she suddenly remembered something. "Grandpa, I haven't been back in a while, so it might be a little messy inside." She also had plants, which she hadn't watered since she left in such a hurry. They were probably dead by now. "But it shouldn't be too bad. Just a little dust, maybe. I hope you don't mind." Matthew looked surprised. "You don't have a housekeeper?" It pained him to think Addison was living like this in Halton—she even had to clean her own house.Back at the Daves Residence, she had never lifted a finger for housework. "I did, but since I wasn't going to be home, I told her to leave early. Didn't want to trouble her." "You ... " Matthew shook his head, at a loss for words. Addison unlocked the door and flipped on the lights. But instead of the dusty floor she was expecting, the place was spotlessly clean. So clean that the floor reflected the light. Even when Rosa, her housekeeper was around, it had never been this pristine. She froze for half a second. Her first thought? Someone had broken in. Even Matthew raised an eyebrow. "This house does a great job of keeping dust out." The farther Addison walked inside, the more unsettled she felt. The whole place was immaculate. Even her plants—ones she was sure would be wilted by now—looked lush and thriving, as if they had been watered regularly.Had Rosa come back? She immediately pulled out her phone and called Rosa, but the housekeeper said she hadn't been there at all. Addison hung up, looking more confused than ever. Something about this didn't add up. "What's wrong, Addison?" Matthew asked, noticing her expression. "Nothing, Grandpa," she said, pushing down the unease in her heart and forcing a smile. "Let me get a guest room ready for you."