Chapter 362

Sage brought Wayne upstairs to her parent’s room.

Even though her parents were not here anymore, Sage kept the room as it was. After she chased
Braxton, who was bumming the room out, she renovated the room back to how it used to be.

The maids cleaned the room every day, and there was no dust to be found.

It was the first time Wayne came to the Rosa Garden and the first time he came into his son and
daughter-in-law’s room as well. The moment Wayne went inside and saw the altar of their portraits, his
eyes reddened.

“Come inside, Grandpa.”

Sage reached her hands out to Wayne and pulled him into the room. She then invited him to sit on the
sofa and went to light some candles on the altar.

“Dad, mom, grandpa came to visit.”

Wayne sat on the sofa, and his eyes were glued to the portraits of his eldest son and daughter in-law.
His heart sank to his stomach as he fell into a deep silence.

Sawyer and Primrose’s room decor was in Victorian-era style, and the furniture was made with
mahogany wood, rosewood, and walnut.

Even their bed frame was carved with intricate patterns, covering all sides of the frames with carvings
of flowers and petals:



Every time Sage’s brothers came over to Rosa Garden to their parents’ room, they felt as if they had
traveled back in time.

Sage walked toward Wayne and sat cross-legged on the mat before him. She noticed Wayne was
staring at the bed and asked, “Father told me that the bed was given from you as a wedding gift, is that
right?”

“Yes.”

Wayne sighed lightly and continued, “I still remember the day when your parents got married. Time
really does fly. Look at you, all grown up now.”



Wayne petted Sage’s head, his eyes filled with familial love.

“But I heard that your Uncle Braxton moved into Rosa Garden when you went missing three years ago.
It’s a miracle that these precious items are still here and weren’t all sold by him.”

Sage smiled coldly.

“Three years ago, before I left, I already knew Uncle Braxton was going to seize the Rosa Garden, so I
had Zamora the butler move everything out and replaced them with fakes. He wouldn’t be able to tell
anyway.”

Wayne’s lips twitched.

“Braxton is an idiot, and Zane is even worse. They learned about antiques from me for so many years
but never seemed to absorb any of it. I wonder what happened to their brains.” Wayne sighed deeply.



“It’s fortunate that the Norah’s talent was passed down to your father and then to you. Or else I
wouldn’t have known how to face the ancestors when I’m down below.”

Sage looked up at Wayne and said, “I’m nothing compared to father, let alone you, Grandpa.”

“Since when are you so modest about yourself? It’s unlike the granddaughter I know. I remember when
you were ten, you told everyone you were going to surpass your father.”

Wayne knocked Sage’s head gently. “Why now, you were out training for three years and came back
more mature with some new communication skills?”

“That’s not true.

Sage scrunched her nose up mischievously. “I was just a baby back then, without any skills and
knowledge. Dad must’ve teased me and caused me to say those things.”


62fb1bb41dcb31934bd49bda