Griffith Squire brought Aurora Coldwell to the teahouse, which was located in a prime area where land was extremely valuable, offering a peaceful retreat amidst the hustle and bustle. It was a standalone building, unlike ordinary teahouses. Upon entering, the first thing to catch the eye was a stunning garden, with no reception personnel, only wooden signposts for guidance.
The teahouse was divided into several zones, each with a peculiar name, such as "Letters to Four Seas," "Ancient Pathway," and "Snow Reflecting Moon."
Griffith Squire looked puzzled—is this really a teahouse? Constantine Stewart must have money burning a hole in his pocket, building not just any garden, but a garden within a garden in such a pricey area? For viewing pleasure? Here's a man with quirks, marrying a young wife and secretly tying the knot.
"Which way do you want to go?" Griffith Squire asked Aurora Coldwell with a smile.
