Tate jaws almost slacked to the ground when he heard the name of Sir Theodore visitor.
The person was Tate's father 's best friend. Tate had seen him once or twice in the house, and he remembered that Raymond and his father's used to be
rival back in the days.
He thought Raymond traveled out of Aetherfield because he didn't see Raymond when his father died, and when his mother was admitted into the hospital. Well nobody came through for them in those days, so he didn't expect much from an outsider.
The door pushed open and Raymond entered with a cold looking face. He was an average height man with burly muscles. He was putting on a white sleeveless shirt which was probably to showcase his muscles, and a white pants that covered the shoes he was putting on.
Tate cheeks moved seeing it was truly Raymond Bryson. He excitedly walked to meet him.
"Sir Raymond, it's me. Tate."