"If Saveli ever hears your description, he would spend a whole day pacing around his office!" Still wearing a white shirt and a black coat, impeccably tailored to fit snugly, it highlighted the youthful Godfather's elegance even more. His neatly combed golden hair lay flat behind his head; today he seemed quite formal—completely different from when I last saw him at 'Lei Mengda.' "Never has anyone been so rude to stare at me like that while still managing to sit calmly."
This is a tall and rectangular building where the Clompor Clan has resided for over a hundred years. The mansion's facade along the street is dead, high and dark, very different from the Mediterranean style, resembling a gloomy monastery with tall shutters almost always closed. At the back, there is a damp garden, where a few trees grow striving for sunlight, tall and thin, their branches towering above the stone-covered roofs.
