The house was located in the town in the suburbs of London. It was a farm. Quite close to nature.
Eddie thought Noble didn’t look like a businessman. Instead, he looked like a man that loved to enjoy life. Otherwise, it was impossible for him to live a peaceful life here.
The house was not so big. Pastoral style. An aunt was responsible for cooking for Cecil all these years.
After lunch, Noble invited Eddie to their yard to enjoy the sunlight. It was still warm in England in winter.
Noble made her black tea. He poured a cup of tea for Eddie and smiled slightly, “Black tea is good for your stomach. Gentle and sweet. Try it.”
Eddie took a sip. Indeed, it was good.
“You...are a little different than I’ve imagined,” Eddie said.
“Different? Why?”
“You don’t l
