Chapter 253: Boston Cabin

In Boston in November, the cold wind blows gently, and the maple leaves are as red as fire, but with a bit of withered beauty.

On both sides of the street, the trees were dressed in golden and crimson clothes, and fallen leaves covered the paths.

In the morning light, the mist lingers, casting a mysterious veil over this historic city.

The old brick walls appear more stable in the coldness, while the sparkling Charles River reflects the sparse pedestrians and silent bridges, adding a bit of loneliness and poetry.

"Why does old Arthur want to see me?"

Walk along the Freedom Trail, Boston's oldest road.

Milo whispered to his grandfather, Old Blackburn, who was beside him.

"I have met him. He told me that he hopes you can take on that responsibility after he dies."

The Freedom Trail is a red brick road that starts at the Boston Park, the oldest park in the United States, and is 2.5 miles long.

This pedestrian trail connects all 16 historical and cultural sites in Boston like a pearl necklace.

Travelers strolling along the Freedom Trail will see famous attractions such as the golden-domed Massachusetts State House, the ancient King's Chapel, and Quincy Market, which is famous for its gourmet food.

There are also many ancient houses around here that were built in the 17th and 18th centuries.

Last night, Milo and his grandfather stayed in one of the houses on both sides of Freedom Road.

It was the third generation of the Blackburn family who built this important residence, which was also the Blackburn family's main residence in downtown Boston.

This is just like the old rich people living in Manhattan, New York, almost every family will buy a villa in Long Island.

The old WASPs who own various manor villas in New England also buy homes in Boston, a city they consider unique.

“Times have changed.”

Milo was silent for a moment, then said, "A new era is coming, an era where multiple interests are involved, and where you are in me and I am in you."

"So you wanted to unite with California and Texas from the beginning? And at the same time you acquiesced to me letting Rockefeller contact us?" said old Blackburn.

Milo was silent and thought to himself, I didn’t think so much at that time.

At that time, he just wanted to use a big banner and pretend to be something he was not, but as his strength grew, the big banner and pretending to be something he was not now was a manifestation of his foresight and his desire to unite with others.

"Anyway, let's meet him first and then we can talk." Old Blackburn said, "He really doesn't have much time left."

Milo nodded. This was exactly why he left New York and returned to Boston at this time when Yahoo was about to go public.

But things didn't seem good for Arthur Adams.

The old guy has been admitted directly to the ICU.

Milo came back for a long time but couldn't meet him because he was in critical condition again.

Milo was in a state where he couldn't stay or leave, so he just...

"Hey, Milo, look what this is?"

The girl with her trouser legs rolled up high shouted happily, waving the pebbles in her hands and running towards him with splashing water. The ponytail tied proudly behind her head flew up and down, full of youthful vitality.

"Well, what did you find, Ivana?"

Milo, who was also walking back and forth in the creek with his trouser legs rolled up and bending down from time to time to look for something, straightened up and looked at the girl running towards him with a smile.

"Look at this, isn't it beautiful?"

Ivana raised the two small stones in her hand and shook them. "They are transparent white, just like crystal, and they will emit light when they collide with each other."

As she spoke, she deliberately picked up two stones and knocked them together, making crisp popping sounds.

"Let me see." Milo took the stone in his hand and looked at it carefully in the gentle sun. "Some of them look like rain flower stones. I'm not sure... Is there rain flower stones here too?"

"What is Yuhua Stone?" Ivana asked curiously.

"A type of agate stone with natural and beautiful patterns. It is very ornamental and is usually produced in China."

Milo explained a little, then laughed again, "Okay, I got the gangmu mixed up. Yuhua Stone is a specific name, and Agate Stone is what we should call it."

He pointed the pebble at the girl and said, "Why don't we look carefully to see if there are any more stones like this? Once we can collect ten of similar color and size, I'll make them into a necklace or bracelet for you, how about that?"

The smiling girl was about to agree, but then she showed a wary look again.

"Don't use this method to divert attention, Milo!" the girl shouted. Her puffed cheeks made her face, which was already a little round with baby fat, look even more adorable.

"Sorry, did I divert my attention?" Milo smiled cunningly.

"We agreed that whoever finds the most round stones in the water within 20 minutes will win,"

Ivana raised her chin and hummed, then looked at the two small piles of stones on the shore, “I can be much ahead of you, don’t think about getting away with it like this.”

"This really makes me sad, Ivana, is this what I am like in your mind?" Milo sighed deliberately.

"That's right." Ivana made a face and took the opportunity to puff out her ridiculously well-developed chest, as proud as a little golden peacock:

"Instead of complaining here, why not think about how to turn the tables, Milo? You still have... five minutes!"

As she spoke, she stuck out her tongue, and ran in the direction she came from, splashing water. She stopped after only two steps, turned around and looked at Milo hesitantly, then suddenly turned back and snatched the two pebbles from Milo's hand, then ran away giggling.

Milo shrugged with a smile, then bent down and continued searching in the water.

This was Milo's second day back in Boston.

Since I can't see the old man Arthur Adams, it's not a good idea to leave for the time being.

At the same time, someone's daughter was brought here as well.

Then just... just do as I told her before coming here.

Go somewhere fun to have fun.

The place is October Hill Forest Park in Massachusetts.

Although it is not a very famous park in the United States, every autumn, the colorful forests, blue lakes, colorful fallen leaves, fresh air and tranquil environment attract many tourists to come and enjoy the leaves.

After staying in the bustling city for a long time, it is a nice thing to go to the forest to feel the breath of nature. At least Ivana had a lot of fun.

But maybe the girl wasn’t happy because she came to the forest park.

"Time is up, I win!"

Five minutes later, Ivana cheered, holding about a dozen round, thin stones in her hands.

Together with the dozen or so pieces placed on the shore, there are at least one-third more than Milo.

"Don't be too proud, not all stones meet the requirements." Milo snorted, imitating her tone, and then pointed to the small stone that had been selected as a standard on the shore.

"Even so, I definitely have more than you." Ivana said, raising her hands up and down.

"Oh, of course. You have to know that the arc of my bending is much larger than yours, so it naturally takes me more effort than you." Milo spread his hands and his smile became cunning again.

"Here you go again, making excuses again."

Ivana made a face at him, seeming to be disdainful of his behavior, and then walked towards the shore with big strides, stepping on the water.

"Be careful, dear, not so fast, the water is slippery." Milo warned.

"I know I can protect myself." Ivana turned around, stuck out her tongue and rolled her eyes at Milo, but her movement was too big and her feet slipped. She immediately lost her balance and screamed, then fell into the stream.

Milo quickly ran over, splashing water and grabbed the girl who was struggling in the water.

However, Ivana struggled a little too hard, and Milo did not keep his balance well. In addition, there was more moss under the water, so he slipped and fell into the water.

In November, the already freezing cold stream water immediately enveloped the two of them.

Milo hugged Ivana tightly and struggled continuously. After a few times, he finally stepped on a relatively large rock and stood up. Ivana had recovered from her panic by then and was hugging him tightly.

"Are you okay?" Milo wiped his face and held up the girl's face to observe it carefully.

"I...I'm fine..." Ivana said panting, her whole body was completely wet.

Her golden hair fell on her face in clumps, and her eyes were slightly dazed.

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"Let's go back first."

Milo, who was also soaked, immediately picked her up and carried her to the shore.

Ivana huddled in his arms obediently without moving.

I walked a few steps to the shore and packed up my things. Fortunately, there weren't many.

Milo picked up Ivana again and strode towards the nearby cabin.

Such cabins can be found everywhere in the forest park, but of course, they are not densely packed.

These are all used to receive tourists, and a small number are rented long-term by some families to facilitate family travel during holidays.

Milo's cabin is even more unique, as it is much larger and is the only one of its kind within five miles.

In fact, this is the Blackburn family's holiday cabin in this forest park.

Usually people are assigned to guard the place, and when the family needs it, they will send people to clear the area, and then they can come here to relax and vacation.

Compared to what ordinary people can rent, it is naturally many times better in terms of area, facilities, security and privacy.

More importantly, the Blackburn family's cabin exclusively occupies the upper reaches of a forest stream in the forest park.

So the wooden house was built not far from the stream and we arrived there quickly.

Milo threw the things in his hands to the ground and carried Ivana directly into the bathroom.

Under the flushing of hot water, the two people who were shivering due to the cold were immediately relieved.

When he came out again, his complexion had improved a lot.

"Okay, sit here and have a good rest. Don't move around. Be careful not to catch a cold."

Milo carried Ivana, who was wearing a warm bathrobe, to a chair in front of the fireplace, and soon brought her a cup of hot cocoa.

"I'm fine, Milo. I'm fine."

Ivana, who had completely recovered, smiled faintly, paused, and then said, “Sorry, I messed it up.”

“Don’t be like that,” Milo smiled and scratched her little nose. “Anything can go wrong. As long as nothing goes wrong in the end, don’t take it too seriously.”

After saying that, he looked at her beautiful appearance after taking a bath.

Still he couldn't help himself, so he leaned forward and kissed her.

Looking from the side, you can see Ivana's beautiful eyes suddenly widened.

Shy, unwilling to say no, full of bumps and bruises, completely inexperienced.

Milo was very satisfied, as there were only two people here.

After a long time, the girl collapsed into a puddle of water.

Milo held her and looked outside the house.

The sky outside seemed to be getting dark, so I immediately went to the fireplace and started a fire.

Ivana stared at the busy figure in front of the fireplace. An inexplicable emotion spread uncontrollably in her heart. It came so suddenly that she couldn't even think of resisting. Perhaps it had already occupied everything and she just ignored it.

No, not ignore.

But restraint.

The beautiful girl closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Although she was far away from Milo, she could still smell the kissable masculine scent that held an immense appeal to her.

It was as if he was right beside her, holding her in his solid and warm chest and not letting her get hurt.

The past events immediately emerged in his mind: their first meeting at the party, his father's great attention to him, even his flattery and fawning on him, because he himself was able to enter the real top socialite circle in New York, watching him and Ariana's love, the short time together at the Florida resort, his father's various hints and even direct instructions, until this time...

On his sixteenth birthday.

He gave himself a ring with extraordinary symbolic meaning! Most importantly, he brought himself to Boston, to this holiday cabin where only two people lived within five miles.

Just now, he had taken away her first kiss.

Everything is very clear and direct.

Just like the unconventional stories in some New York socialite pamphlets she had read privately.

The story of Ida Rockefeller, Portia Morgan, Tamara Mellon, and Marissa Kendall Vanderbilt…

So why can't there be a script for Blackburn and Ivana Gimple? "Okay, come over here."

Milo's voice rang out at this time, and Ivana opened her eyes. In the fireplace, the small flames had begun to jump like cheerful elves.

"It's getting dark. The nights in the forest are much colder than in the city."

Milo continued, his smile holding a soft warmth as the small flame lit it.

"OK."

Ivana suddenly laughed, and a hint of enlightenment emerged in her heart.

She jumped off her chair and walked a few steps to the fireplace, took Milo's arm and sat down leaning against him.

It seemed that her movements were a little too big, and the velvet bathrobe she was wearing accidentally fell off as she walked over.

So he walked over to Milo and sat on him.

She is a naked, extremely bright and beautiful girl of sixteen years old, a towering and majestic symbol of female power.

(End of this chapter)