Chapter 148

On the top floor, in a room several hundred square meters wide, there was a huge electronic display screen. George Thomas bent over from his waist and stood in front of the screen. His stature was respectful as he faced an old man sitting in a wheelchair; the man in the wheelchair had a breathing mask over his face. “Old Master, Young Master is in trouble.” George’s voice was trembling as he spoke. On the screen, the old man merely raised his hand slightly and moved a few fingers. Only then was an old and weak voice heard, “Don’t be too ostentatious. Let Reed handle this matter.” “Yes, Old Master,” George acknowledged respectfully. He paused for a moment before asking, “Old Master, do we need to let Young Master know about the matter with Miss Sommerset?” A moment of silence ensued. The old man sighed and replied, “That girl is simply too arrogant. Let Phil handle the matter on his own, cough, cough…” The electronic screen turned off; George turned around with Julian an