Chapter 86. Capable Grandson

Rosehill Villa

Serena sat in a Nordic-style dining room, her gaze drawn to the mounted deer head on the far wall. The warm golden lighting softened the modern minimalism of the space, but that striking piece gave the room a distinctly personal touch.

She tilted her head slightly and commented with a hint of curiosity, "The decor here is quite unique. It feels more like someone's private retreat than a restaurant."

Grandpa Bryan chuckled, the sound deep and easy. "You're sharper than most, Miss Knowles. That's because it isn't a restaurant-it's one of my grandson's private properties."

Serena blinked. "Oh? Is he in hospitality, then?"

The old man waved his hand dismissively. "No, no. His line of work has nothing to do with food or beverage. This place is just a vacation home. Not even a private kitche