Looking out from where Anderson Castle is located, there are distant mountains and close waters, even quite a few fruit trees planted nearby. Felix Scott hadn't seen such an idyllic place in thirty years.
"Second Young Master has put a lot of thought into this residence."
"Mr. Scott, you can just call me Charles. I'm in the same generation as Rosie." Charles Anderson was quite particular about titles. Among the business elite, titles are mostly based on wealth and power rather than age.
For small enterprises like the Scott Clan, they're not really considered elite, always looked down upon by the true upper class. Therefore, when Charles Anderson referred to himself as the junior, Felix Scott was quite satisfied with this son-in-law, feeling at least his daughter wouldn't suffer if she married him.
"Since Charles is so straightforward, don't bother calling me Mr. Scott, just like Rosie does, call me Father."
