Wayne looked at his watch, four o’clock, about time to head to the self-service restaurant for dinner.
He ascended the stairs straight to the fourth floor and didn’t see a single other guest.
"Busy, everyone is busy, being busy is good!"
Wayne picked up a dinner plate, grabbed a sausage and two slices of bread to make a sandwich, and before he could take a bite, he saw a familiar figure walking towards him.
Golden blonde hair, a woman’s suit meticulous in every detail.
"Young Master Wayne, I knew I would find you here."
"What’s that, you’ve been looking for me a long time?"
Wayne glanced at the sandwich on his plate and offered it in a friendly manner, "Megan, would you like some?"
Megan shook her head expressionlessly.
She could find Wayne immediately because Austin used a process of elimination.
Wayne wouldn’t stay too long in the exhibition halls, nor would he go to the lecture halls and meeting rooms. To maintain his image of avoiding women closely, he deliberately stayed away from the ladies present...
All things considered, Wayne could be found in the self-service restaurant, and quickly so, or else Wayne would finish up and leave.
Megan didn’t explain this to his face but went straight to the point: "Lord Austin is waiting for you in the third-floor conference room, please follow me."
"He’s looking for me?"
Wayne’s heart skipped a beat, sure enough, Old Login had been quiet for a while and started playing dirty tricks again.
"May I ask, is the teacher with Mr. Austin?"
"She was earlier, the lady represented Lord Austin in business negotiations with a company abroad."
Megan answered truthfully, "The meeting room only has Lord Austin inside, no messy women, please rest assured."
"Is that also what he told you to convey?"
Wayne curled his lip, he didn’t like Austin for a reason: the old man read him too well, just like an intestinal worm.
When he got back, he would have Philark buy a deworming medicine!
Megan led Wayne through the conference room corridor.
Many social elites had already found their financial backers, discussing pleasurably and ready to go to the fourth floor to open a bottle of red wine to celebrate the deal.
These people may not recognize Wayne, but they were very familiar with Megan, knowing she was the Butler of the Randao Family, Austin’s secretary, assistant, and lover.
For a moment, many curious glances were thrown at Wayne, speculating his identity, the lucky one.
Megan knocked on conference room ’00,’ opened the door, and invited Wayne in, while she stood at the door.
Wayne felt a toothache but still entered.
Inside the conference room, Austin stood by the window, fiddling with the Ancient Silver Coin he never parted with, leaving Wayne with an especially profound silhouette.
Wayne looked around; indeed, there were no messy women present. He came to the window and stood next to Austin.
Ten minutes later, Austin slowly started speaking: "To be honest, I have never liked you, not in the past, not now, and I probably won’t change in the future."
The feeling is mutual!
Wayne nodded, acknowledging the truth in Austin’s words, they both were the type to speak their minds openly.
This was the first time Austin had taken the initiative to speak to him, a significant gesture, and Wayne wanted to hear what the other party had to say.
"But you are Hefei’s student..."
Austin gazed out the window, giving Wayne a sideward glance before continuing, "The Randao Family is part of the Tulip Family, former members of the Tulip Knights Order, loyal to the Royal Family generation after generation!"
"After the establishment of constitutional monarchy, the Royal Family stepped back to govern behind the scenes, not ruling directly. Power was delegated to every citizen, leading to the disbandment of the Tulip Knights Order. By the Royal Family’s command, fourteen families were established..."
"These fourteen families received startup funds, investing in various areas of Windsor – economy, politics, culture, military... or even magic."
Austin provided a brief overview of the Tulip Family, then told of the rise and fall of the Randao Family, a lengthy history that took half an hour.
So what, you’re telling me all this for what reason?
Wayne felt a bead of sweat form on his brow; it might be an illusion, but upon careful consideration, it felt like Old Login was settling his affairs.
In the future, he would take over as the family successor, and after Old Login passed, he would look after his wife and children.
Where is the teacher, your husband has gone mad!