Chapter 74: Grant pov

Standing in the main vestibule as we enter, my attention is captured by the grand staircase at the far end. I was in complete awe of it as a child and it still takes my breath away even now.

Memories from my many visits here with my mother assault my senses and I move through the building on autopilot while following the others.

Finally, we come to the kitchen at the back of the ground floor in the left wing and as I gaze around I feel saddened seeing how frozen in time it is.

Miranda was always proud of her kitchen and Henry made sure that he always bought her the most up-to-date items for it. But now the machines lay untouched and outdated. I imagine Miranda would pitch a fit if she was here to see it now.

“I’m moving in! Angel, I swear to God if you don’t let me move in and be your live-in chef, I will never forgive you! This kitchen is a chef's wet dream!!”

I hear those words and glare at Jack ready to r