Chapter 96 [Edited]
That happened about 15 years ago, but the name of that family was gravely engraved in his memories.
As they arrived at 'Summit Heights', the security guard, Kent, saw it was Alexander. He greeted him and opened the gate to welcome him in.
Anthony, who had a glimpse of the inside, was amazed, of course, even though he went to many places, appreciating the scenery he liked.
"Young man, you so rich, hah. So where is your villa at?' he said as he glanced at him.
"Hehe, uncle, it's just a gift from a friend of mine. Just go straight up that road and take the left one," Alexander said humbly as he told him the way.
Anthony just smiled because of his humble attitude, which is neither showoff nor arrogant. He then followed Alexander's instructions.
When they arrived at the gate and saw that it was their boss, they opened the gate, letting them in. Anthony, seeing the vastness of this place, was momentarily stunned.
"Young man, I have to admit you are really talented for a friend to offer this kind of manor. If I am right, this manor is called 'Evercrest Manor' and worth at least tens of billions," Anthony exclaimed as he took a look at that place.
After arriving at the front door of the house, they both got out, and Anthony placed the box of supplies on the concrete ground.
"Should I help you carry it inside?" Anthony asked.
Alexander just shook his head since he was only here to deliver—and not a carrier.
"No need, uncle, but if you want to drink some cold water inside or rest, you are welcome," he offered with a smile.
Anthony started to like the young man even more, but he did not accept it since he had to get back to help his wife.
"Maybe next time, young man. But hey, don't forget: if you want to buy some groceries, just come to our shop, okay?" Anthony uttered as he placed his hand on his shoulder.
"Of course," he replied, sensing the enthusiasm of this uncle.
"Good, good," Anthony laughed as he patted his shoulder.
Suddenly, the door opened, and a woman in a white plain dress came into view. When Anthony saw this, he was shocked.
The woman in front of him felt like it was carved out from a painting—a goddess in human clothing. He could not help but hiss as he looked at Alexander in praise.
"Young man, I can't believe your girlfriend is so beautiful. I better get going now so you two can have fun, haha," he said with a grin as he walked back with a laugh.
Aeloria hearing what the man said made her blush, as she just stood there too embarrassed to move.
"Gi... Girlfriend?" she uttered in a low voice, touching both of her cheeks, which were red as tomatoes.
Alexander saw that the uncle had left with the pickup truck and could not help but sigh, based on what he had said.
Looking back, he saw Aeloria's face, which made him want to tease her even more. He walked towards her with a grin, holding her waist and pulling her close.
"Why don't you want to?" he asked, their faces just inches apart, causing her cheeks to puff out with smoke.
Aeloria didn't understand why, after everything that had happened, she still felt so embarrassed—especially when he touched her.
"Of course... I... want to," she stuttered, quickly looking down.
Alexander could not help but feel warm as he kissed her forehead. Aeloria then felt a warm sensation as he felt the softness of Alexander's lips.
"Alright, alright, I'm just teasing you. But I really meant what I said," he chuckled.
Aeloria was angry at first when she heard what he said, but she was very happy when she heard the second statement.
"Oh yeah, I bought supplies for tonight's dinner and some drinks for you and Anya to drink. Trust me, you will love it," he said, as he pointed at the three-wrapped boxes.
Not knowing what was inside, Alexander did not explain as he carried the three boxes but stacked them up together.
When they arrived, Alexander and Aeloria went to the kitchen and placed the boxes on the floor. He slowly opened one of the boxes, revealing its contents.
The first box was filled with meat inside a plastic bag to avoid leakage. "What kind of meat is this, Alex?" she asked, glancing at it.
"This is the meat of cows, chickens, goats, and pigs. I'll put it in the freezer first so it will not rot," he stated as he carried it. Discover hidden tales at empire
Opening the door, he saw another area of the kitchen with many freezers.
He then filled it with meat. As he went back to the kitchen, he opened another box, which contained a wide range of vegetables and fruits, as well as rice.
Like apples, bananas, oranges, tomatoes, everything that can be eaten, but for the record, not literally anything. But there's a lot, so he also put it in a deep freezer.
If you don't know, a deep freezer is just a freezer that can freeze fruit to slow down the enzymatic process that causes the rotness of fruit or vegetables.
When he got back, he opened the last one. When he opened it, the little girl popped up from his side.
"Big brother Alex, is that called drinks?" Anya asked, looking at the different colors of the drinks.
Alexander was surprised to hear this. "How did you know these are called drinks?" he asked the little girl, who was hugging his leg.
"Well, when Anya was watching TV, I saw a lot of this drink appear. So I thought that you also bought some drinks for Anya," she replied cutely.
This made Alexander laugh as he ruffled her hair. 'TVs are really a great source of information for little kids to understand the world,' he thought.
"That's right! Anya is very smart to know what this drink is called just by watching TV. Here, why don't you try taking a sip?" Alexander said, picking up a drink named 'Chukie,' a chocolate beverage.
He first inserted a straw into the drink before passing it to her. "Suck it through here," he instructed, pointing at the straw.
Anya nodded her head and took a sip, 'Please don't think of something bad.' As the little girl tasted the drink.
As Anya's tongue brushed against the juice, a wave of rich, creamy flavor flooded her senses. The chocolate beverage, Chukie, had a smooth, velvety texture that danced across her taste buds.
It was sweet but not overly so, with a hint of cocoa bitterness that perfectly balanced the sweetness. The drink was refreshing and indulgent, a delightful treat that made her want to drink it more.
As she ran out of breath to suck the straw, she stopped and let go of the straw, "Big brother, Alex, this is so tasty." she muttered with sparkling eyes continuing what she was doing.
Alexander chuckled at this. "If you want, just go and take some in the refrigerator, but don't drink so much since it's bad for your health," he said strictly.
"Aeloria, keep an eye on her, okay? It's okay to drink, but not a lot since she's still young," he whispered in her ear, and Aeloria heeded his words.
Alexander then took out a bottle of Mountain Dew and passed it to her. "Why don't you try this drink? This is my favorite, if you want to know," he said.
Aeloria took the plastic bottle of Mountain Dew from Alexander, her eyes widening as she examined its vibrant green color. The bottle shimmered under the light, and the fizzy beverage bubbled enticingly.
She hesitated for a moment, as she unscrewed the cap and brought it to her lips.
As Aeloria took her first sip, the cool liquid danced on her tongue. The taste was a striking contrast to anything she had experienced before.
It was sweet but with a sharp, citrusy tang that invigorated her senses. The carbonation fizzed lightly in her mouth, adding a weird texture to the drink.
Each sip brought a refreshing burst of lemon-lime flavor, leaving a subtle, crisp aftertaste that lingered pleasantly.
She glanced up at Alexander, a smile spreading across her face. "This is really good, Alex!" she exclaimed, savoring the unique and refreshing taste of the Mountain Dew.
"This tastes so different from what I've tasted before; this so-called drink is really amazing," she finished.
"I know, right? Its taste will even become more tasty if it's cold. So I'm going to put it in the refrigerator first, " he uttered as he took all of the drinks to the refrigerator.
As Aeloria observed the vibrant array of colors in the plastic bottles lined up in front of her, curiosity sparked within her.
Each bottle glimmered with its own unique hue, ranging from deep crimson to bright citrus, enticing her look.
Turning to Alexander, the person filling the fridge, she inquired, "Do the different colors of the drinks affect their taste?" Her eyes flicked from one shade to another, captivated by how each one seemed to show their difference.