Because he heard Leah's voice, Richard Shaw spent a sleepless night. The man sat in the courtyard of the Shaw Mansion, gazing at the summer scenery of lush trees and jade flowers, and smoked an entire pack of cigarettes.
Having quit smoking for years, picking it up again now probably tasted of some self-abandonment.
The man's cold, handsome face bathed in the morning light, his jaw tight and showing a bluish stubble, his whole body exuding a faint aura of detachment.
Shozi arrived at the Shaw Mansion early in the morning and saw the Major General sitting in the courtyard, his lounge wear slightly marked by traces of dew, reminiscent of those years in the cabin. Her gaze turned complex and she tried to smile, saying, "Major General, there is news about Miss Coldwell."
"Mm." Richard Shaw replied indifferently, his expression unchanged, indicating for him to continue speaking.
