Noble Husband At the Door

Chapter 82

"Let's head there then. It's not like there’s anywhere I can't go," Woody patted his chest and assured

her.

The two of them got dressed and headed for the hillside villa.

Woody felt a little nervous along the way. He was silently praying not to bump into the owner of the

hillside villa, otherwise it would be difficult to explain himself.

The reason for Cloudridge Hill Villas' status as a luxurious residential area was because of the

wonderful environment, but the most important aspect was its privacy. Each villa had its own private

area and it was against the rules for others to trespass. The rules had only ever been violated once

ever since the villa area was being resided in. After all, the people living there were not just any

ordinary people-most of them understood the rules well.

Before even reaching the hillside, the petite woman was already starting to feel excited, while Woody

was increasingly on edge and had a bad feeling in his gut.

"This villa is the largest in the entire Cloudridge Hill area, right?" the petite woman said in admiration.

Woody craned his neck to observe if there were anyone in the villa aside from the workers. Upon

hearing what the petite woman said, he nodded absent

-mindedly and said, "It's not just the largest. There's a spring in Cloudridge Hill that leads to the moat

and runs through the ditch on the right side of this villa. I heard that it’s possible to drink directly from

the mountain spring. The water tastes sweet and refreshing. If it weren’t for that, why do you think this

villa would command such a high price?"

"There's even a hill spring?" The petite woman obviously had little knowledge about Cloudridge Hill

Villas and her mouth was agape in surprise.

"Why, yes. I was told that the spring comes from underground water. It doesn't have a source but flows

i n a steady stream. You could say it's an extraordinary natural phenomenon of Cloudridge Hill," Woody Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

explained.

The petite woman looked longingly as if she wanted t o live there. How would that be if she could?

"Gasp." Woody suddenly looked at the villa parking lot in surprise. Was that car the Audi that blocked

them a t the entrance?

The petite woman also had a sudden realization. She looked down on Samuel earlier but had plenty of

doubts after seeing Samuel’s car in the hillside villa.

"That person just now is the owner of the hillside villa? " the petite woman asked incredulously.

Woody shook his head. It could not possibly be him. Owning a villa upward of 80 million bucks but

driving an Audi A6? It was such a downgrade to his status.

Furthermore, he did not look like a rich person judging from his young age.

"Probably not." Woody smiled scornfully and said, "It’s probably someone from the renovation company

who came to check the work. How could a person like him possibly live in such a luxurious place?"

At that point, Samuel did one round of inspection in the villa, then walked into the courtyard and

ordered the workers to repair the garden once more.

"What are you doing here?" A loud voice was heard all of a sudden.

Woody turned his head and looked. He cowered instinctively and several of the property's security

guards approached them.

Those security guards were in charge of maintaining order in the villa area. Regardless of the person's

reputation and status, the guards could teach that person a lesson if the person was caught

trespassing o n someone else's land.

The property in Cloudridge Hill Villas was managed b y Cloud City's Skye family. The Skye family was

the richest and most influential family in Cloud City, whom no one dared to mess with.

Even a person like Woody would never dare to complain if he was thrown out by security for

trespassing someone's territory. After all, the people backing these security personnel were the Skye

family.

"Bro, we’re just passing by, sorry about that! We'll go now, we’ll go," Woody repeatedly apologized.

"Which family are you from, don’t you understand the rules in Cloudridge Hill Villas?" the security chief

asked Woody.

Woody was shocked. If he told these security guards what his name was, that matter would most likely

reach the ears of the Skye family. In the event that his father found out about it, would he not be given

a bloody scolding?

"Sorry, we'll leave right away. My bros, we were really just passing by." Woody nodded and bowed

again.

The petite woman found everything to be rather inexplicable. She did not understand Cloudridge Hill

Villas' rules and therefore found it to be very strange. Woody was the young master of the Cohen

family, but why was he being so humble in front of those security guards? As a domineering young

master, could he not just tell those security guards to scram?

The night before, Young Master Cohen booked the entire bar to himself in one sentence, causing many

women to be dazzled and enthralled by him.