The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 328: Return to Ancestry?_1

Chapter 328: Chapter 328: Return to Ancestry?_1

The car arrived at the Miller Residence, and as Shirley Miller looked at the tightly closed gate, she turned with an obedient expression, "Do you know the password?"

Carson Flores laughed, "There’s no password, I didn’t say I was coming before, and I didn’t ask..."

Shirley Miller felt somewhat disheartened, "Then let’s forget about it, we’ll come back tomorrow."

Carson Flores chuckled, "Forget about what? Can’t we just climb over? It’s our own home, since when do we need a password to allow ourselves to climb over the wall?"

Shirley Miller’s eyes widened in surprise, "Really?"

"What’s fake about that?"

Carson Flores parked the car next to the perimeter wall and motioned for Shirley Miller to get out, then crouched down, "Come on, climb onto my back."

Since Carson Flores had carried Shirley Miller on his back when she was drunk that one day, and they even slept in each other’s arms for a night, she naturally didn’t act shy and wrapped her arms around his neck.

With a tip of his toe, Carson Flores leaped up silently like a nightingale, landing steadily on the wall, and with another jump, they were inside the villa.

"Which one is your bedroom?"

Shirley Miller, finding herself in this familiar place, looked somewhat dazed and subconsciously pointed to a room on the second floor with a small private balcony.

"My room is there, my parents’ room is over there..."

Carson Flores smiled, "Hold tight!"

Springing into the air, Carson Flores lightly tapped his toes on the corner of a wall and his body flew up steadily, landing on the second-floor balcony.

The balcony door that led to the room was open, so the two entered the room where Carson Flores found the light switch beside the bed and turned on the light.

The room was already clean and tidy, with only a mattress on the bed and no sheets, pillows, or quilts, making the whole room seem somewhat empty.

Shirley Miller murmured softly, "The layout hasn’t changed, but all the stuff is different..."

Carson Flores comforted her, "It’s been so many years, it’s inevitable there are changes. The key thing is that we’ve got it back, isn’t it?"

Shirley Miller hummed in agreement, "Let me give you a tour of the house."

Carson Flores understood Shirley Miller’s mood and smiled, "Okay, tell me about your childhood."

Shirley Miller nodded and took the initiative to take Carson Flores’s hand, leading him outside.

"This is my grandparents’ room..."

"This is my parents’ room..."

"This is the dining hall, where we used to sit and eat together. I sat here, my grandpa sat here, my parents sat here..."

As Shirley Miller introduced the house, Carson Flores suddenly remembered a question.

"Shirley, I hear you mention the Miller family, but what about your mother’s relatives? Didn’t they show up when you were in trouble?"

Shirley Miller explained, "They did come, but the Gilliam Family had already declined and is now just an ordinary household. They couldn’t offer help with my parents’ situation, and my maternal grandparents even resented the Miller Family for their daughter’s fate. Moreover, my grandfather took care of me, so they stopped coming later. Only occasionally do I go back to see them..."

Carson Flores curiously asked, "You said the Gilliam Family has declined, but were they very powerful before?"

Shirley Miller’s eyes sparkled slightly, "I’ve heard my grandpa talk about the Gilliam Family. They were originally a Cultivator Family, but the Cultivators weren’t very strong, and the Gilliam Family didn’t have much status in the cultivation world. However, the Gilliam Family had a prodigy who might have been my great-great-great-grandma, oh well, separated by many generations, incredibly powerful, and because of her, the Gilliam Family gained great prominence..."

Carson Flores’s eyes widened, "Incredibly powerful, how powerful?"

Shirley Miller pondered, "She’s said to be an Innate Grandmaster?"

Carson Flores’s eyes lit up, "That’s indeed powerful. With an Innate Grandmaster looking out for you, who would dare mess with the Gilliam Family? I mean, look at the Acevedo Family, with just one Great Grandmaster, they act so arrogantly, dominating Seashore. With an Innate Grandmaster, not only Seashore, even on a national scale, that’s a pinnacle expert. Who wouldn’t show respect?"

Above Grandmaster is Great Grandmaster, but to be precise, a Great Grandmaster should actually be called an Acquired Grandmaster, and above that is an Innate Grandmaster.

An Innate Grandmaster is considered to be top-tier combat power in the world of cultivation; with such a formidable being presiding, even if everyone else in the family were ordinary people unable to cultivate, which Cultivator Family or Sect wouldn’t show respect?

Shirley Miller chuckled, "Yes, so when that elder was around, no one dared to provoke the Gilliam Family. But after she disappeared, the Gilliam Family declined substantially, and after a few more generations, no powerful Cultivators emerged, and gradually, they reverted to being ordinary people."

Carson Flores blinked, "Disappeared?"

Shirley Miller nodded, "I’m not clear on the specifics, and perhaps even my grandpa doesn’t know much. They just say she suddenly vanished."

Carson Flores asked doubtfully, "Was she harmed by someone?"

Shirley Miller shook her head, "How would I know? It’s unclear whether the Gilliam Family Members know the truth and are just saying that to mislead others, or if they truly don’t know themselves."

Carson Flores nodded, "That’s how it is in Cultivator families. They need a strong figure to support them, otherwise, they are easily swallowed up by others."

Suddenly, Shirley Miller remembered something, "Ah, right, speaking of which, there’s something fun. You know how I look like twins with my cousin? Actually, we both resemble her even more. Some have even said our genes have atavized..."