A glint of something flitted across Old Master Lawrence's eyes, but it quickly vanished. He appeared utterly indifferent to Nicholas Lawrence's words, his hand resting on the head of his dragon cane without so much as a twitch of his eyebrows.
Nicholas Lawrence finally gave in to complete disappointment, not saying another word, and hung up the video call.
He had hung up the call without uttering an unnecessary word, an unprecedented situation!
After the vast drawing room returned to its former tranquility, the housekeeper bravely refilled a warm cup of water and placed it in front of him. Though he initially didn't want to speak, he couldn't help but urge, "Old Lord, why did you have to talk to Young Master Nicholas with that attitude just now? Actually, your intention for the First Young Lady to marry has no business motives. It seems like Young Master Nicholas has misunderstood."