They all call me Great Master-Chapter 560 - 557 Arthur’s Complement!

Arthur did not stop Ms. Anna from going to open the door.

Marinda's arrival was imminent, and given the relationship between the two that was known to the outside world, there was absolutely no way she would be turned away at this time.

And what reason did he have to refuse?

None!

It was just a dream a moment ago.

He, Arthur, the 'Spirit Medium' of South Los, scared by a dream?

Impossible!

It wasn't any kind of premonition dream!

Arthur was well aware of the thinness of his 'Spirit Medium Bloodline.'

He simply could not, and definitely would not have a premonition dream.

As for the one in ten thousand chance that it was a premonition dream...

No way!

Arthur was very certain because—

Marinda!

Marinda's distorted orientation would never allow such a thing to happen!

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"Good afternoon, Ms. Anna,"

Marinda greeted as Ms. Anna opened the door.

"Good afternoon, Marinda,"

Ms. Anna responded with a smile.

Following behind Marinda, Edwin who had packed today's paperwork for Marinda into two large boxes also swiftly moved them aside, nodding respectfully.

To this Ms. Anna, no prompting was needed for Edwin to know exactly which attitude to take.

Not only because Arthur stood behind Ms. Anna, but also because Ms. Anna herself deserved everyone's awe.

"Edwin, would you like a cup of hot tea?"

Arthur called out to Marinda's carriage driver.

"Thank you, Young Master Arthur,

However, I need to make a trip to the docks — the Cold Winter Festival is coming up—I need to get everything sorted before the long holiday.

Especially the household items and bonuses that need to be distributed as soon as possible.

Otherwise, those fellows get uneasy!"

After setting the boxes down on the desk in the Spirit Medium Parlor, Edwin said with a smile, bowed, and left No. 2 Cork Street.

Arthur did not stop him.

Arthur knew that as Marinda's confidant, Edwin had far more important tasks to attend to than an average carriage driver.

The door closed once again.

Immediately after, with only their own people left inside No. 2 Cork Street, Arthur turned and headed to the kitchen. Moments later, he returned from the kitchen with a cup of hot tea and placed it in front of Marinda.

The whole process was very natural.

But as he withdrew his arm, it slightly approached Marinda.

The kind of subtlety that left no trace.

And when he saw the hair on the back of Marinda's neck instantly stand up, Arthur breathed a long sigh of relief deep inside.

He knew it!

Everything was fine! All good!

What kind of nonsense premonition dream?

How could that dreadful image possibly occur with Marinda in this state?

What a joke!

Immediately, Arthur dismissed his inner worries.

Then, a touch of schadenfreude appeared in his tone—

"We've just met, and here you are at my place again. There's no need to take your acting to such an extent, is there?"

As he spoke, Arthur brought out some biscuits from the kitchen.

After pulling out a chair nearby, he sat down with the air of someone about to enjoy a good show.

A busy person like Marinda wouldn't visit twice in one day for no reason.

Unless something significant had happened.

But if it were a 'truly important matter,' Marinda would not show up so 'casually.' She would definitely appear directly inside No. 2 Cork Street to explain the situation and discuss solutions together.

This kind of 'casual' appearance,

It meant that something definitely had happened.

But it wasn't anything truly critical.

It was probably just a nuisance,

And one that was giving Marinda a headache.

Combining some recent events, Arthur could more or less guess what was going on.

It must have been that Madam Susan who paid a visit.

Only Madam Susan could make Marinda take notice and feel a headache—because of Madam Susan's status, which would tie Marinda's hands and prevent her from using her usual tactics, causing her to be on the losing end during their showdown and forcing her to seek refuge here at his place.

Arthur expressed regret for not having witnessed the confrontation between Marinda and Madam Susan firsthand.

He guessed that the scene must have been quite spectacular.

Indeed, one might have been able to hear some explosive news.

For Madam Susan to want to take the lead in her conversation with Marinda was no easy task, of course, she needed to leak something to get Marinda's attention.

However, he didn't see it at the time.

Arthur wouldn't mind getting a recap afterward.

Didn't he even bring out his cookies?

These cookies were baked by Ms. Anna while he was asleep.

Although she was just learning, the taste turned out surprisingly good.

Having tasted one as soon as they were out of the kitchen, Arthur had already savored a piece.

After throwing two cookies that looked like Kuliqi and Kiri into his mouth, Arthur gave Ms. Anna a thumbs-up, appreciating the flavor.

After tasting one, Marinda was also surprised by the flavor and immediately nodded appreciatively to Ms. Anna.

Then, the lady's gaze returned to Arthur.

Her expression became less friendly in an instant.

"What happened?

I haven't provoked you!"

Arthur had an innocent look, but deep down, he was certain that Marinda must have been extremely embarrassed in front of Madam Susan.

"The ashtray I carved myself is gone.

The tobacco steeped in fine 20-year-old whiskey is gone.

The tulips I planted myself are also gone.

And all these were taken by your dear Grandma Susan—I can call her Grandma Susan with no problem, right? In front of me, she clearly thinks of you as her grandson.

That caring look, if she said you were her own grandson, I would believe it.

Moreover, I now suspect that your Grandma Susan became the head housekeeper of the Earl of South Los just to prepare to seize South Los for you.

Perhaps one day she'll just package up the earl and send him to your bed.

If the earl ever becomes pregnant, that would be just perfect.

Without any effort, South Los would belong to the Kledos family."

Marinda launched a sarcastic barrage at Arthur.

And Arthur?

He watched Marinda's current state with a cheerful smile.

Moreover, he firmly memorized how Marinda looked at that moment.

Because Arthur was well aware.

He might not see a Marinda looking like that again for a long time, or maybe, this might be the only time in his life.

How could he not cherish it?

And, if he didn't firmly remember Marinda looking angry and flustered, wouldn't all his previous anxiety have been in vain?

This wasn't about revenge.

It was simply...

Compensation!

Yes, compensation!

Arthur's compensation!

Marinda was no fool; seeing Arthur's expression, she immediately understood.

"You knew all along?!"

Marinda's voice rose and her fists clenched.

Arthur did not deny it.

Denying it at this point, Marinda would definitely not believe it.

Furthermore, it would be too uninteresting.

Of course, Arthur didn't want to really affect his relationship with Marinda.

So, before enjoying the drama, Arthur had already prepared.

Arthur first pointed to a document on the side, then finally smiled and said—

"Let's deal with work first, afterwards I'll take you to play a game as compensation.

Trust me...

You'll definitely be satisfied."