Now and then, they crossed paths with nannies, gardeners, and chefs.

Their demeanor and professionalism could easily rival that of staff from a Michelin 3-star establishment.

Such elite household staff, Marilyn mused, must earn upwards of fifty thousand a month.

A soft sigh escaped Marilyn's lips. She knew she could never afford such luxury.

Then, in a picturesque patio shaded by grape vines, Marilyn spotted Michael, reclined on a rocking chair.

Michael appeared frail, his complexion pallid, but his hair was immaculately styled.

Surprisingly, aside from his slight build, Michael bore no signs of ailment.

Marilyn's heart skipped a beat.

She recalled her previous examination of Michael.

Back then, Michael had been bedridden, teetering on the brink of death.

Could he truly have rallied so remarkably in mere days?

Marilyn speculated that the Wilsons' immense wealth must have provided access to some extraordinary, costly treatments that facilitated Michael's dramatic recovery.

She automatically discounted the involvement of Maria, unable to accept that another woman, especially one younger and more attractive, could surpass her in medical skills.

She dismissed the thought. Such a woman simply couldn't exist.

"Dad, we have esteemed guests," announced Raymond with a smile, striding forward.

Michael, relishing the serene ambiance, leisurely opened his eyes.

Upon noticing Jaxon and Marilyn, Michael's expression momentarily registered surprise, then swiftly morphed into one of observation.

Marilyn was preoccupied with her thoughts.

Jaxon, maintaining an air of pride, kept his hands clasped behind his back.

"Esteemed guests?" Michael mocked.

Despite his usual ease in high-profile gatherings, Michael made no move to rise from his chair, opting instead to speak deliberately and calmly.

Jaxon's brow furrowed. Feeling slighted by the lack of a proper greeting, he was slightly vexed. He had made the effort to pay a visit, yet Michael remained seated and showed him no respect.

However, judging by Marilyn's diagnosis of Michael's condition, Jaxon suspected Michael might be struggling with Alzheimer's disease.

Deciding it was futile to take offense, Jaxon let it slide.