Chapter 83 Far Worse Than My Husband's

It seemed that refusal was never an option.

Therefore, Nancy got into the car.

The decoration style of the Getson family mansion was completely different from that of Number 8. It had a rather classic look.

Nancy was so shocked that she could not keep her mouth closed. She thought she was standing in a lord's manor.

In a place like Athenapolis where land was extremely costly, it was difficult to measure the value of such a plot of land.

Moreover, there were buggies parked on the huge front lawn to drive her to the mansion's door. Nancy felt as if she was at some famous tourist attraction.

The driver was a kind-looking middle-aged man. He introduced the place to Nancy, "The layout of this house was designed by Mr. Getson and a famous garden designer, exactly in accordance with the Renaissance era architecture."

"That's amazing!" Nancy exclaimed.

"Since Ms. Lawson is interested, let me show you around first."

"What? Is that allowed?" Nancy looked at the time, it was already elev