"I never would've thought you were a landlord," Grace Winslow said, looking at Archer Rhys. She felt like she knew far too little about her own husband.
She had no idea he was so wealthy.
Shops, houses, land… he had it all.
And they were properties in Coronet, no less.
"My family were poor peasants for three generations, don't you go slandering me," Archer Rhys chuckled, wrapping an arm around Grace and kissing her on the forehead. "I've been meaning to hand these over to you. I'm no good at managing this kind of stuff. My parents actually bought all of it. You know how Celestians have a natural obsession with houses and land."
"My parents always felt they needed to plan for my future and leave something for me. So whenever they had a bit of money, they'd buy up shops and houses, saving them to give to me after I got married."
"It's a shame they never got to see it."
