the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 1211: The First Prestigious Family Will No Longer Be

Grandpa and Grandma? Casimir Shaw suddenly widened his clear big eyes, thinking that he hadn’t seen his grandparents, and even his maternal grandparents were no longer alive. He imdiately reached out and grasped old Shaw’s big hand, asking, "Old Shaw, will mom co to pay her respects too?"

Richard Shaw’s tall body abruptly stiffened. Though it was only a month since they had last t, it felt like an eternity had passed.

During this period, Griffith Squire stayed in Brocade City, not venturing out at all. He had asked old Antony to inquire with Delphine Carter, but there was no news of Leah. Perhaps there was so, but no one was willing to tell him.

In truth, he knew she resented him.

The man held his son’s hand, without answering, simply leading him to reverently pay their respects.

After the Qingming Festival, due to Rafael’s case, the authorities intended to promote him in October, offering him a higher military rank at the age of thirty-three, which was higher than his father’s rank and at a younger age. Richard Shaw declined.

No matter the rank, perhaps in the near future it would all beco void, so what difference does a promotion make?

In the evening upon returning to the Shaw Mansion, Richard Shaw sought advice from the old lady, discussing his refusal.

The old lady of the Shaw Family had seen her grandson devote himself wholeheartedly to work during this ti, and Leah hadn’t appeared for a long while, not even answering calls. She sowhat guessed the situation without revealing it, lightly saying, "You’ve always been a resolute person since childhood. Make your own decisions. You don’t need to consider or the glory of the elders of the Shaw Family. Those are dead things, while people are alive. Can living people really be bound by dead things?"

The old lady gently patted her grandson’s large hand with her thin, frail one. Her eyesight had deteriorated significantly, lovingly observing how this child had grown so much in the blink of an eye, with tears faintly in her eyes.

A child raised from a little sprout.

"Grandma, after a while, when the ti is right, I plan to overturn the Cox Family’s case." Richard Shaw said calmly.

The old lady sighed softly, not surprised at all. She should have anticipated this day; the Shaw Family had produced a romantic, and Richard was just like his parents, devoted and filial.

Originally, she thought perhaps Richard would wait until after her passing to do this, but she hadn’t expected it to co this quickly.

"Go, do what you want. Grandma won’t stop you." The old lady said tremblingly, wiping away a tear, standing up with her slightly curved back, and returning to her room with the aid of a walking stick.

Richard Shaw’s tea-colored eyes were slightly moist as he watched the old lady’s back, wanting to step forward and hug her. He had been too willful; the matters of those years were too complicated. To overturn the Cox Family’s case would undoubtedly damage the Shaw Family’s reputation, and perhaps this prestigious first family would no longer bear the Shaw na.

They might experience a long period of freezing, and all mbers of the Shaw family would be affected.

That night, all three branches of the Shaw family’s collateral received notification from the old lady to co to the main mansion for tea.

This unprecedented event imdiately caused panic among the three branches. The old lady hadn’t ddled in affairs for a long ti; Richard Shaw had returned to the Military District, and these years the collateral branches had perford admirably, becoming self-reliant and strong. Did so significant change occur?

The heads of the three branches, along with young leaders, hurriedly set aside their affairs and arrived at the Shaw Mansion early the next day.

Richard Shaw had already gone to the Military District in the morning. The old lady brewed a large pot of hot tea, sat by the fireplace, and signaled the juniors to sit beside her, speaking kindly and calmly, "I’ve called you over to inform you of sothing, hoping you can be prepared for it."

"You have all done exceptionally well over these years. It’s our side that’s dragging down the three branches."

Upon hearing these words, everyone’s expressions changed, and they all said, "The old lady must be joking. Without the support of the main mansion, how would we have prospered?"

The old lady sighed lowly, saying, "Soon, likely this year, the Shaw Mansion may experience a cold wave. When it cos, everything we once owned may no longer belong to us. Make early preparations, and if anyone wants to detach from the family lineage, you can return and consider it, and let know in advance."

Everyone was imdiately perplexed, their eyes filled with fear. In the Imperial City, the Shaw Family was already a prestigious family, what could be so severe to cause such worry?

The second branch glanced at the other two branches, gritting their teeth and said, "No matter what kind of cold wave or upheaval, we will face it together with the main mansion, we will not sever ties and leave the family lineage."

The third and fourth branches also contemplated briefly and said, "We have prospered under the main mansion’s protection all these years. Now that the main mansion faces changes, we certainly will share its fate."

The old lady saw everyone understood the situation and was prepared to endure the storms, so she nodded in relief, sending them back.

In the Imperial City, no one knew about the Shaw Family’s talk. But after that morning’s tea, the Shaw descendants active across various sectors of the Imperial City unanimously beca low-key to the point of near invisibility, preparing for the impending storm.

The news of the Shaw Family’s retreat quickly reached Brocade City.

Griffith Squire had been keeping a low profile in Brocade City, nurturing himself during these days.

Ever since Benedict of the Seymour Family was severely injured, almost lifeless on a bed for several months, the local noble families had beco discreet. However, after a brief deterrence, seeing Griffith Squire had no follow-up moves, those who lived in Coldwell Mansion began to get ideas, wishing to gather intelligence. If Griffith beca involved in Coldwell Family affairs, what would happen next?

Unbeknownst to all, many of Brocade City’s elite families had ford alliances behind the scenes. Alone, he managed to antagonize half of Brocade City, only a bandit leader from the Golden Triangle could manage such a feat.

Griffith Squire never expected that these people, once healed, would forget their pain and band together to deal with him.

"Boss, Ian Coldwell’s condition has improved recently. Many elite families in Brocade City have been visiting him, mostly complaining about you." Cornelius Turner returned to Brocade City after hiding out for so ti.

Since the Golden Triangle was reford, he couldn’t continue guarding the territory, so having sent Delphine away, with nothing to do, he found himself back with Griffith Squire, now interested in dealing with the people of Brocade City.

"Oh, how idle are these people?" Griffith Squire, in a good mood recently, squinted his peach blossom eyes at hearing this, smiling wryly while munching on sunflower seeds, "What have they been complaining about?"

"It’s unpleasant to hear." Cornelius Turner quickly shook his head, resolutely refusing to elaborate.

Griffith Squire clapped his hands, finding it amusing. While the Shaw Family in the Imperial City lay low, the residents of Brocade City were jumping at the chance to find presence. He would oblige them!