CHAPTER 83: CHAPTER 83: SETTLING ACCOUNTS AFTER AUTUMN

At this moment, Imperial Garden.

In the reception room.

An elderly man, with half-white hair but full of vigor, was playing with two antique walnuts in his hands as he looked at Godfery Shaw and said, "Handled quite well. No wonder you are someone we’ve cultivated for many years. How could a woman possibly become your weakness?"

Godfery Shaw sat across from the old man, his expressionless face revealing no emotion: "Uncle Joan is right."

Joan Shaw grunted: "But this Dawson family is simply not worthy of you."

Joan Shaw’s casual tone was laced with a sense of superiority and command.

Godfery Shaw replied calmly, "I know. Don’t touch her for now. Having a fiancée as a cover is not bad either; it keeps those people from noticing me."

Joan Shaw laughed: "Good, you handle these matters yourself. Don’t let the higher-ups down again. Engagement is fine, playing with women is also fine, but it can only be play. There’s no marriage, and especially, no children!"

At the mention of the word children, the antique walnuts in Joan Shaw’s hands stopped spinning, and a murderous look appeared on his seemingly kind face.

Godfery Shaw met his gaze with unwavering eyes: "I understand."

Only then was Joan Shaw satisfied, and the antique walnuts in his hands resumed spinning: "Your loss of control—whatever method you use, you must regain control within two years, or you will become a discarded pawn, and there will be no one left to protect your mother. Understand?"

"I understand," Godfery Shaw responded without any opposition.

Joan Shaw stood up: "I haven’t been to Aning City for a long time. The climate in this coastal area is quite good. It’s a suitable place for retirement and also for burial."

Godfery Shaw understood the warning within those words; the Shaw family had cultivated him for many years. If he couldn’t become that knife in the end, Riverwood City would be his burial ground.

The Shaw family, haha, only two years left?

There’s still time!

After giving this warning to Godfery Shaw, Joan Shaw left Riverwood City on the same day.

It seemed he had come just to give Godfery a warning, and by the way, to see the woman associated with him.

When he saw Godfery Shaw unhesitatingly slash a knife towards the woman’s face, and saw that she was just a half-dead invalid, he was relieved.

This new fiancée, he didn’t value much either.

Thinking back, it was their overthinking. The knife personally cultivated by the Shaw family, having experienced such cruel things, how could he be foolish enough to love a woman?

The entanglements between Godfery Shaw and the Capital City’s Shaw family were unknown to the people of Riverwood City.

Everyone was talking about the betrayal by Young Master Shaw’s confidant.

And also, by the way, envying the new mistress of the Shaw family.

It was said that Young Master Shaw almost destroyed Amelia Wright’s face for his fiancée.

Back then, when Amelia Wright was still Young Madam Shaw, how glorious she was, wearing custom-made dresses from Jade and Gold Pavilion, with Young Master Shaw personally accompanying her to auctions and vying to gift her famous paintings.

But now, she was directly announced divorced, Young Master Shaw was so cold he didn’t even speak out. The more he indulged her then, the more lamentable it seemed now.

Out with the old, in with the new.

The Dawson family recently was all the rage, riding high on rising tides.

While the much-envied Evelyn Dawson was forcibly confined.

Officially, it was said to let her recover in peace, yet she wasn’t allowed to leave her room.

Why did it turn out like this? She was engaged to Young Master Shaw, she was now his fiancée, she should be enjoying endless glory.

At that engagement, she deliberately provoked Amelia Wright, inviting her to the engagement banquet. Even though Godfery Shaw was in a bad mood, he didn’t say anything to her. She thought it was because of her fiancée status, he valued her a bit more.

He even allowed her to invite outsiders to the Imperial Garden’s racetrack.

This made Evelyn Dawson enjoy the unparalleled fame as Young Mrs. Shaw.

Someone with such a special status, even if it was a transaction, could only be her, so at the racetrack, she deliberately provoked Emma Lewis, intending to plot against Amelia Wright.

In front of so many people, Young Master Shaw, whether for face or any other reason, had to stand by her.

And indeed, as she imagined, Young Master Shaw almost destroyed Amelia Wright’s face.

She thought she had won.

But in the end, it was that Hailey Smith who kicked her so hard her insides shifted, and things were left unresolved just like that.

Though she felt unreconciled, it didn’t matter. Young Master Shaw’s attitude was clear. Once she healed, she would eventually find a chance to teach Amelia Wright a lesson.

But everything was fine yesterday, and today, she was suddenly confined.

What on earth happened?

Could it be that Amelia Wright stirred up trouble again?

Evelyn Dawson didn’t realize that it was just after Joan Shaw left that Godfery Shaw no longer had to pretend.

Her schemes, Godfery Shaw saw through them clearly; he didn’t deal with her just because he needed her as a shield against Amelia Wright.

At this moment, there was another person as miserable as Evelyn Dawson.

Rose Taylor from Ink Manor.

Because Godfery Shaw was settling scores in the fall!

Rose Taylor glared angrily at her good friend, accusing, "Mia Parker, I misjudged you! You said you wouldn’t tell, you liar!"

Mia Parker looked bewildered, shaking her head: "I didn’t, I really didn’t say anything."

Rose Taylor didn’t believe it at all, shouting hoarsely: "You’re lying! Only you saw that thing. No one else would know if you hadn’t told, and now I’ve been kicked out of Ink Manor. Are you happy now?"

Robert Reed listened to their argument, his face grim.

He looked at Mia Parker and shook his head: "You knew about this, too? I always thought you were an honest and sincere child. By covering up for her, don’t you know this behavior is aiding and abetting?"

Mia Parker’s eyes were red, nearly in tears, but all she could do was keep shaking her head, unable to speak.

In a moment of soft-heartedness, she didn’t expose Rose Taylor’s actions, and now she ended up in an awkward position.

Robert Reed said disappointedly, "From the beginning, I said, those who enter my Ink Manor must have good character first. You both don’t need to come to Ink Manor anymore."

Mia Parker turned pale.

When Rose Taylor’s misdeeds were exposed, she knew what her outcome would be, but didn’t expect Mia Parker to end up like this too, and couldn’t help but laugh: "Serves you right, you tried to be the good person, and now you end up just like me."

That’s the malice of someone doing poorly, wishing the same for everyone else.

Mia Parker staggered her last few steps, crestfallen.

Seeing this scene, Robert Reed continued: "Rose Taylor, I will make what you did known to everyone in the circle. Mia Parker, you made poor choices in friends, but that’s not enough to condemn you. I’ll give you a chance, are you willing to start over at the painting studio affiliated with Ink Manor?"

Mia Parker cried bitterly: "I am willing. Thank you, Old Mr. Reed."

Rose Taylor could no longer laugh. Robert Reed’s words meant that not only was Ink Manor closed to her, but life in Aning City as well. To stay in the circle, she’d have to go incognito to another city.

And yet, this informant Mia Parker was given another chance.

"I refuse! I refuse!"

"Robert Reed, how dare you cut off my path? I worked so hard for so many years, and just for the sake of your disciple who became a deserted woman, you want to ruin my life."