The Prodigy Boy Is Actually A 25 Old Girl!?

Declan glanced at Roxanne briefly before turning his focus back to the street. He didn't understand what made Roxy always doubt his feelings. Did he still not prove it enough?

Declan saw a signboard that led out of town, and he steered his car towards the highway.

"I thought we're going home." Roxanne noticed Declan drove away from the main road.

"We are."

"But this is not the way home."

Declan gave a mysterious smile, "You'll see."

Roxy shifted her eyes to Declan to find out what the man was thinking. Had she made the man angry? She couldn't help but wonder.

It wasn't the first time she had doubts about the man's feelings. No wonder Declan was frustrated by it.

Roxy took a deep breath while wondering where they were going.

Not long after the lovebird left Wendy's house, Hades IV muttered to himself.

"As I thought. She is Roxanne." sneered the old man as if he found his new target.

He wondered how the Raffetto young master would react once he knew about this. He wished that guy would steal her away from the Black before their wedding day.

People who have seen Roxy and Kaylee every day and know their habits that often switch places would be able to tell the difference. Wendy, who spent time with Roxy almost every day, instantly recognized her as soon as she met her.

Unfortunately, Robert couldn't recognize her because he'd been out for three years and didn't know that Roxy and Kaylee had often switched roles. It was no wonder he couldn't recognize her right away.

But occasionally, he felt like he could see Roxanne in Kaylee, but Robert believed he missed his mischievous, uncontrollable cousin so much that he saw the girl in Kaylee.

Robert never thought that Kaylee, who had been living in New York all this time, was indeed Roxanne, and now Hades IV also knew about it.

Trouble would be coming to the Zouch family near in the future.

Roxanne still didn't know where they were going and just stared at the street in silence. She became even more confused as she realized the roads around them were starting to fill with lawns.

She felt like… walking in the countryside where only plants and birds accompanied her.

She felt nostalgic as if she… she was at her home in Folkland!

Roxy rolled down the car window to get a clear view of the view. She shivered a little as soon as the cold air hit her, but she didn't care. Instantly her eyes lit up when she realized this place was similar to her home area in Folkland.

Or was it possible she was already in South America? Oh, no way.

How could she possibly travel such a long distance by car alone?

Declan glanced at his wife, who seemed to be enjoying the view they were passing, and gave a small smile. One hand gently stroked Roxy's head.

"Raise the window. I don't want you to get sick."

Roxy giggled lightly, but she complied with his wish nevertheless. "Declan, where are we?"

"You will know soon."

"You know I hate surprises."

"Trust me. You will like this one." Declan stretched his right hand towards Roxy.

Roxy knew what the man meant and put her left hand on Declan's palm so that now the two of them were holding hands.

Not long after, Roxy saw a house... er... an unfinished mansion. Declan made her even more confused yet enthusiastic when their car pulled up in front of the building.

After that, Declan got down and turned around to open Roxy's door like he always did. Roxy got out of the car and looked at the building in amazement.

Even though the sun had set and the area was poorly lit, Roxy could see how grand this mansion was.

"Where are we?" asked Roxy for the second time.

"Our home." was the short answer that made Roxy stare at him in disbelief.

"Our home? This is… this place looks like…." Roxy was so stunned that she couldn't even speak.

The aspect of this mansion consisted of two floors and was shaped like the letter L with a huge yard… very similar to the estate in Folkland.

Also, this place didn't have many residents because this part of the area was the most expensive part of the city, and it was very private… just like her home in Folkland!

"We will live in here once we get married. It's my wedding present for you." Roxy gasped in shock to hear his announcement. "It's yours, my love."

Nothing could measure how much her feelings grow to the point she became afraid. Roxy could no longer be separated from Declan.

Roxy thought she could let him go even though she was scared and worried. But if a miracle happens and it turns out that her sister is still alive and wants to be with Declan, Roxy plans to let the man go slowly.

But… now she couldn't bear to think about it. "How do you know I miss my hometown?"

"Remember when I ask you what kind of your dream house?"

"Yeah?"

"What did you answer back then?"

"Nothing could beat my palace."

Declan chuckled, hearing her never-ending proud tone. "Back then, I didn't understand what your description of 'my palace' was like, but when I think back to where you live in the south, I got it. So here it is. I decided to give it to you. Well, it's not finished yet."

Roxy put her arm around Declan's arm while laughing amusedly. "Can we stay here tonight?"

"Of course. At least they finished the east part. But we need to go back at dawn. I don't like the workers see you."

"Alright, alright. Come on." Roxy urged Declan to go inside as she couldn't wait to see what's inside this house.

"Wait." however, Declan pulled Roxy's hand back and was now looking straight into her eyes. "You do realize it's supposed to be your surprise."

"I know."

"Are you feeling better now?"

"…" Roxy couldn't answer and only bit her lower lips.