Chapter 217 - 8.4
"Young Master."
In a secluded private villa on the outskirts of the city, the dim corridor stretched like a shadow. A butler in a black tuxedo moved swiftly and lightly, heading toward the man seated in a wheelchair at the end of the hallway, his figure outlined by the pale light seeping through the window.
Only when he got closer did he quickly bow and said, "Master, it’s time for your meal."
The man didn’t turn around. His gaze remained fixed on the delicately carved window frame. He slowly raised a hand and tapped the glass. "Is there any news that should make me happy today?"
The housekeeper’s face froze for a moment. He took a cautious step back before regaining his composure, "I don’t know if it can be considered good news. Our people at the old house sent word that Fu Xiaoyuan returned today. He tried to convince the old man to cancel the engagement. The old man became furious on the spot. In the end, nothing was settled."
"Cancel the engagement?"
The man’s fingers that were pointing at the window slowly clenched into a fist, and the next moment, he brought it down hard. The glass shattered with a bang and fell all over the floor inside and outside.
As if accustomed to such moments, the butler just stood there quietly, without rushing forward, "Yes, young master."
Since the young master broke his leg in a car accident three years ago, he has been confined to a wheelchair every day. What’s more, the identity of the once publicly recognized heir of the Fu family was stripped away overnight and changed to Fu Xiaoyuan, an illegitimate son, overnight.