The car I was in now entered the main gate of Dhurudatta family home, a home I had not been to for so long. I had been out of this house ever since I came back from juvenile prison, at which point that time I no longer smell the pheromones. Dad was furious with me and I had a hard time fitting back into the house because I couldn't control or even hide my pheromone scent.
Father gave me the option to choose where to live, including the land I would live on and the house I would build, I chose the mountains to live in. Where there was no one else but me. Father helped me to choose the maids in the house, my problem in smelling pheromones and controlling them limited my work. All the field work stuff was taken over by George and years later Joshua took over the job. All those years I hid myself away.
I only come here occasionally when there is a big family business, the rest of the time I never visit this house other than getting a call like today.
