As Jack Hugh recounted Adam Anderson's childish antics towards the second young master, he couldn't help but clench his fists.
In that gloomy, rainy late winter, the damp, cold air pierced through the skin. Winter rain was colder than snow. A six-year-old boy accidentally consumed mango juice and collapsed on the icy ground, covered in rashes from face to neck.
At the time, a year had passed since the second young master's mother's death. Mr. Anderson had emerged from his grief, though not completely. He deliberately kept himself busy, as if that would help him forget the pain.
However, because he was too busy to mind the household, Charles Anderson nearly suffocated and died from an allergic reaction. If it weren't for Mr. Gold's habit of occasionally knocking on the young master's door, the second young master might have perished that rainy late winter.
