"Dad, Mom, I know you may think my decision is rash, but I have thought it over. Please support your daughter," Mia Foster earnestly looked at her father. In fact, regardless of whether or not her parents supported her, she had already made her decision.
Edmund Foster rested his hands on the armrests of the sofa, peering at his daughter through his reading glasses, "Have you thought it through?"
"Yes, I’ve thought it through." Standing in front of her father, Mia Foster nodded.
"Alright, I’ll go talk to Old Shaw tomorrow," Edmund Foster said as he lifted himself up from the armrest, thinking that it might be for the best to call off the engagement with a man as fickle as Felix Shaw, "It’s getting late. Go back to your room and rest."
"Dad, I’ll go talk to Uncle Shaw myself tomorrow, you don’t need to worry about it."
"That’s fine," Edmund Foster nodded, patting his wife’s shoulder as he walked past her, "Let’s go, back to our room."
Evelyn Bailey looked at her daughter, her lips moved but she said nothing more, and followed her husband back to their room.
"Edmund, why didn’t you try to dissuade her? Canceling an engagement so soon after it’s been made, what will people outside think about the Foster Family?" As soon as they got back to their room, Evelyn Bailey complained to her husband. Although she was not very satisfied with Felix Shaw, it had only been a month since the engagement was announced and now the sudden withdrawal would be embarrassing—not to say whether the Shaw Family would agree, but it concerned the face of their own family as well.
"Evelyn, what’s more important, our daughter’s happiness or our societal face? We have only one daughter, do you really want her to be unhappy?" Edmund Foster took off his wool mantle, flipped the covers aside, and got into bed. Evelyn Bailey walked around to the other side, lifted the covers, and continued to grumble discontentedly.
"It’s you, you spoil her too much. Tintin’s temperament is even stronger than a man’s."
"Heh," Edmund Foster chuckled softly, "It’s better for her to be a bit strong, to avoid being bullied by others in the future."
The next morning, after completing the routine morning meeting and delegating her work in the office, Mia Foster took her car keys and left.
As she promised her father, she would handle the annulment of the engagement herself. Not one to procrastinate, she decided that since the decision was made, she should inform the other party as soon as possible.
Walking into the company’s grand lobby and greeting the receptionist, Mia Foster headed straight to the private floor of Oliver Shaw’s office by elevator.
Stepping out of the elevator, the secretary was already waiting there, "Hello, Miss Foster, please follow me."
Mia Foster smiled and said, "Thank you," following the secretary to the door of Oliver Shaw’s office. The secretary gently knocked and then pushed it open, gesturing for her to enter. Mia Foster smiled and nodded again.
In the office, Oliver Shaw put down his work and came around the desk to welcome her warmly, "Mia’s here, come have a seat."
"Uncle Shaw," Mia Foster called out politely, settling down on the couch.
Oliver Shaw took a seat on the couch opposite, "Looking for Felix? He just went to the construction site..."
"No, Uncle Shaw, it’s you I came to see." Oliver Shaw hadn’t finished speaking when Mia Foster interrupted him.
"Oh? Looking for me! What’s the matter?" Oliver Shaw leaned back into the sofa and asked with a smile, the man in his fifties not showing his age at all, instead appearing spirited and vigorous.
In his heart, however, he was secretly thinking it must be about his son Felix Shaw’s "disappearance" for a week. The future daughter-in-law must have come to him for information. As he was considering how to speak in favor of his son, Mia Foster’s subsequent words stunned him.
"Uncle Shaw, I’ve given it some thought. I was too impulsive before and didn’t consider things fully," Mia Foster lowered her gaze to the handbag she held, her lips maintaining a courteous smile, "Perhaps Felix and I are simply not suited for each other, so..."
At this point, Mia Foster raised her eyes to meet Oliver Shaw’s slightly bewildered gaze and said, "I want to call off the engagement with Felix."