"Young master, what can I do for you?"
The Evan Family's elderly butler came to Si Ang's room.
Si Ang beckoned to the old butler, signaling for him to step into the hallway to talk.
His expression was grave, making him look every bit like Chairman Ivan.
"Butler, I have something important to discuss with my father.
If possible, please make sure you pass that on. I really need to speak with him right now. If Father truly can't spare the time to meet, a phone call will do."
Si Ang pressed his lips together, as though he had made a momentous decision.
The old butler seemed hesitant. "But... but Chairman Ivan said..."
Before the butler could finish, Si Ang shot him a piercing glare.
The old butler hurriedly nodded, swallowed the rest of his words, and went to contact Ivan.
Si Ang followed the old butler to the household telephone.
Ring, ring, ring.
After eight rings, the call finally connected.
A stern, cold voice came through the receiver. Si Ang recognized it as his adoptive father's.
He only saw this so-called father of his a handful of times all year. Even his father's voice sounded both unfamiliar and familiar to him.
The butler explained as briefly and quickly as possible that Si Ang wanted to speak with him.
To his surprise, Ivan agreed.
As far as Ivan remembered, this adopted son of his had never come to him about anything.
This was the first time his adopted son had asked to speak with him, and he was very curious about what it could be.
The butler nodded and bowed beside the telephone, motioning for Si Ang to take the call.
Si Ang's expression grew even darker, his brows twisting tightly together.
He was nervous. Without even realizing it, he