The way they looked at her was filled with a jealous and hateful gleam, like tiny daggers zipping towards her.
Pushing open the heavy glass door, the cold air outside hit her face. It had snowed all night last night, and today was indeed quite cold.
She hurried back into the room, picked up a thick coat, and put it on.
The old Hughes Family mansion was beautiful, with a gentle mist surrounding the entire castle, a white roof that seemed to pierce the clouds, elegant and noble designs, with varying distances and a staggered layout.
The grandeur and noble aura, with a square main fort in the center and six massive conical turrets flanking it on both sides.
Standing at the large decorative Roman-style window, she could see a beautiful river encircling the distance, backed by a large forest and facing a grand garden. Green trees, flowers, sculptures, and a clear lake made Avery Jane feel as if she had stepped into a fairy tale world.
