Felix Shaw had no idea what had happened, nor did he understand why his father was angry. He had no choice but to save his phone and claim that there was an emergency at the company before rushing back.
Although Felix’s personal life was not disciplined, he was meticulous when it came to his work.
Upon returning to the company, he went straight to his father’s office. As soon as he pushed the door open, an unidentified object came flying at him, accompanied by a scold, "You useless bastard!"
With quick reflexes, Felix dodged the flying pen holder, closed the door behind him and said nonchalantly, "Dad, what’s happened now? Where’s all this anger coming from in broad daylight?"
"You still ask!" As his own anxiety was at its peak, his unsatisfactory son was still so unperturbed. Oliver Shaw grabbed a folder and hurled it at him.
Felix caught it with one hand, slowly walked to the desk, placed the folder on it, then sat on the edge of the desk. "Dad, even if you’re sentencing me to death, you have to let me know what crime I’ve committed, right? I was just at the construction site when you roared at me to come back, and now you’re ranting at me without rhyme or reason. What exactly happened? If you don’t tell me, how would I know?"
"Hmph! What happened?" Oliver Shaw leaned back in his chair, visibly upset, then pulled open a drawer from his desk and slapped two brocade boxes in front of his son.
Felix’s peach blossom-shaped eyes tightened, feeling that the two boxes looked familiar, "What are these?"
He was about to open one when Oliver Shaw huffed coldly, "What! You don’t even remember the gifts you gave out, no wonder Mia Foster wants to call off the engagement with you!"
Felix paused in the act of opening the brocade box, his eyebrows knitting together slightly, "What? Are you saying Mia Foster came to call off the engagement?"
"Nonsense! The gifts have been returned, how could it be false!"
"Why?" Although Felix was indifferent about being engaged or breaking off the engagement with Mia Foster, he still needed to know the reason.
"Why? If you ask me, who do I ask?" Mentioning this made Oliver Shaw even angrier. Usually, when someone calls off an engagement, they list a multitude of the other party’s faults as reasons, but Mia Foster claimed that it was her own issue.
What issue could she possibly have? She simply disdained his own son for being a playboy!
Touching his nose innocently, Felix said with nonchalance, "Then let it be called off; after all, your son is not worried about not finding a wife."
Even better to have it called off, so he wouldn’t have to deal with her.
"You’re talking nonsense!"
Oliver Shaw grabbed the folder and slammed it on the desk again, "Everyone in T city is watching. Who doesn’t know about the alliance through marriage between the Shaw and Foster families? Now that their Foster family is unilaterally calling off the engagement, if word gets out, how can our Shaw family have any face left to see anyone!"
"Dad, it’s not as serious as you say." Felix tried to console him, but Oliver Shaw turned his head stubbornly and said, "I don’t care! I don’t agree to the engagement being called off. Such a good daughter-in-law, where else can you find one? No matter what method you use, you must win Mia Foster back! Our Shaw family cannot afford to lose face like this!"
"I’m not going." Felix tossed the brocade box back on the desk, feeling finally free of the burden, and he’d be foolish to woo that woman back.
"You wretched thing!" Oliver Shaw, furious, banged on the table, "If I tell you to go, you go!"
"Why should I go?" Faced with his father’s rage, Felix remained calm and collected. Turning his gaze to his father, he said lightly, "It was she who initiated it, not me rejecting her. Besides, I never fancied her in the first place."