Chapter 20 A VISITOR

“Good evening, Ma’am.” Blake greeted me. His tone formal and yet polite. He unlocked the gates, allowing me to step inside before closing it again.

Blake is the Security Head of the Bradford’s. He was younger than I in terms of age—two years to be exact–-but his intelligent, piercing blue eyes and the way he carried himself made him appear older than his actual age. He was polite all the time, and yet he had this impenetrable wall surrounding him, letting no one get close to him to know what lies within his hard exterior.

Furthermore, he had been working on the Bradford Mansion for nearly four and a half year, and yet never did I saw him smile. He always wore that impeccable expression on his undeniably handsome face.

“Good evening, Blake.” I managed to reply politely. Blake was tall, nearly six-two in height or perhaps even taller than I thought he was, that I have to look up to meet his gaze.