Mia Foster sat on the sofa, holding her chin with one hand, deep in thought.
Actually, her mother's words weren't unreasonable; perhaps she should give Felix Shaw a heads-up to prepare him mentally in advance.
How many women are initially willing to be a mistress hidden from the public eye, but as their children grow up, gradually start wanting more…
Gathering her thoughts, Mia Foster took a deep breath, stood up, and went back to her room.
She would talk about it later; next time she saw him, she would call Felix Shaw.
In the Shaw Family's villa, Felix Shaw stood by the window in his room, having lost count of how many cigarettes he had smoked. Just before, almost as if possessed, he had phoned his father Oliver Shaw's secretary. The secretary said she was currently accompanying the president at a social event, and the president was very happy and had drunk a lot…
After hanging up, Felix Shaw could not help but sneer. His father was very happy, had drunk a lot...
