The bronze iron gate, the white swing on the lawn in the yard... Even the tall trees within the enclosing wall have been pruned to look just like they did before.
Summer Shawcross sat in her seat, looking at the house through the car window, and her expression suddenly became complex.
How could it be so similar...
She started to wonder if the current owner of this house had any connection to The Shawcross Family...
Otherwise, why would they make the house look like it did in the past.
Thinking this, Summer Shawcross suddenly felt a tightening in her heart, and couldn't help but push open the car door and step out.
"Ma'am, where are you going?" Katherine Irving also hurriedly got out of the car and followed.
"I want to meet the owner of this house." Summer Shawcross bit her lip as she spoke, already standing in front of the iron gate.
She stopped, raised her head, and looked at the white building that had been repainted in front of her.
