Shen Fei rested a hand against his forehead and leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes in silence for a few seconds. He ran through what had just happened twice, and the more he thought about it, the more speechless he became.
A Black Gold Rank 1-Star steward who had worked for the family for nearly ten years had gone out to make purchases, yet when someone in the opposite private room raised the bid, his first reaction was not to find out who was sitting there, but to invoke the "Sacred Family" name to browbeat them.
He carried the Sacred Family's name, yet disregarded even the most basic rules of conduct. How had someone like that become a steward?
Shen Fei had not known when he stayed out of family affairs. Only after taking over did he discover that the administration Shen Hong had left behind was permeated from top to bottom with an indefinable air of stagnation and laxity.
That Shen An had probably climbed to the position of steward through seniority, or perhaps he was some elder's distant relative. Whatever the case, it had little to do with ability.
Xiao Ning'er leaned back in her chair and turned to look at him holding his forehead. The corners of her lips curved slightly.
She picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, her tone light. "All right, forget about that. Let's keep watching. We've already won the necklace, so let's see what else comes up."
At her words, Shen Fei lowered his hand from his forehead and glanced at her. She held her teacup with her chin slightly tucked, blowing gently on the steam rising from its rim.
The light streaming through the window softened her profile. The earlier unpleasantness seemed to have left