Chapter 436: New Home I


    Chapter 436: New Home I


    “That’s thest of it,” Jason said to a big burly man who was more abundant than he was in size, both vertically and horizontally.


    They had just finished packing thest of his stuff from the hotel into a ck Mercedes SUV that would be taking both him and his luggage to Ronaldo’s house.


    Before they finished training for the day, Ronaldo had called some of the people from his security team toe over with an extra car that would help Jason move so immediately after training for the day was over, Jason headed to his hotel in thepany of the people the abundantly sized guy.


    His name was Gustavo, Jason had found out after a bit of conversation with the guy while they drove to the hotel.


    While Gustavo headed back to the car to wait, Jason headed over to Adele’s room to talk to her for a bit.


    There he told her everything that happened and that he would no longer need a house for a while so she no longer have to stay around in Italy.


    After quickly discussing a few other matters and then saying their goodbyes, Jason quickly rushed back to the car to meet Gustavo.


    “Are we headed home now?” Gustavo asked Jason as he climbed into the passenger’s seat. “… Uh, yeah,” Jason muttered, feeling a bit hungry.


    He didn’t know how the food situation was at his new home for the next six months, but he had enough snacks in his bag tost him for at least a day and that would be enough time for him to sort himself out.


    On receiving the order from Jason, Gustavo had already begun driving, cruising the streets with nothing but memory and heading towards the more affluent part of Turin.


    After almost a full hour of navigating trafficden streets, the car finally pulled up in front of a hugepound that screamed modern luxury, as did the remainingpounds all around it.


    The gate slid open and the Mercedes SUV drove into thepound, allowing Jason to feast his eyes more on the beauty of the wholepound.


    ‘That’s a big a** house,’ Jason thought in awe but kept his awe out of his face as he stared at the big and beautiful looking house and the other annexes that looked like mini versions of the house scattered around thepound as far as the eye could see.


    The car soon came to a stop, allowing Jason to get down.


    Before his foot even reached the ground, Jason could hear the trunk of the car being pulled open and stuff being pulled out.


    Before he could go over to help out, someone stood in his way.


    It was a woman who looked to be in her fifties and had an air of authority around her.


    “This way sir,” she said, but her words left Jason in no doubt that he was the one she was talking to and he acquiesced, letting her lead the way.


    ncing behind him to watch his bag being carried in a different direction left him confused, but he didn’t say anything and just followed behind the boss-likedy.


    Jason was led into the main house and before long, he found himself in a room with a medium sized dining table, which was beginning to be amon thing.


    Since entering the house, Jason had realized that the only thing big about this house was its size, everything else inside was a normal size, however, there was a lot of everything and Jason had already seen two dining tables before reaching this one and he had no doubts that there were probably a few others lying around somewhere.


    However, there was one difference between the current dining table and the others that Jason had seen, and that was that someone was using this dining table.


    “Nice ce you’ve got here,” Jason said to Ronaldo who was seated at the table eating.


    “I guess they were right, big dreams guarantee big returns,” he added as he sidled up to the table, no longer following the woman who Jason considered to be something like a butler or caretaker.


    “… Only if you work hard to fulfill them,” Ronaldo said after swallowing what was in his mouth.


    “Sit,” he gestured to one of the chairs and Jason immediately dragged out a chair, needing no other incentive to rest his tired legs.


    As he sat, Ronaldo nced at the caretaker woman who immediately nodded and walked away, knowing what to do next without her boss having to say anything.


    “One of the annexes has been prepared for you. Your bags have been taken there,”


    “You’re the only one using the ce so you’ll figure your way around it, I hope,” Ronaldo started, but before he could say more, the caretaker woman was back, pushing a tray of food that she skillfully set before Jason with nary a word.


    “Enjoy,” she said in English that was heavily ented by an Italian tone.


    “Thank you,” Jason responded with a smile before picking up his cutlery and diving into the Pesto-Infused Chicken with Whole Wheat Penne and Steamed Broli.


    “Your caretaker has quite a lot of nutritional knowledge, this meal is good for recovery-boosting after hard training,” Jasonmented


    “It’s delicious too,” heplimented after chewing a delicious mouthful.


    “Actually… I’m the one that tell them what I want to eat,” Ronaldo said with augh.


    “You did? If you know that much, you don’t even need a nutritionist,” Jason said surprised.


    “Oh I do… he does the cooking,” Ronaldo said, before getting back to his food and leaving Jason’s jaw dropped.


    ‘Who hires a nutritionist so that he can use them as just a chef?’ Jason couldn’t understand the thoughts of the rich anymore and just returned his focus to his meal.


    They quickly finished their meal in silence, both of them swallowing away like disciplined eaters.


    Both Jason and Ronaldo didn’t know it, but they both agreed on the thought that there was no point in spending more than half an hour at most on eating.