Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Upon returning home, Roy no longer used a wheelchair all the time and mostly walked with a crutch.

Richelle’s life quickly returned to normal, dividing her day into several blocks and spinning like a top.

That afternoon, instead of going home after leaving the hospital, she went back to The Lewis’ Village with her bodyguard.

This was Richelle’s first time back since she had dinner with the elders and managers of the village.

She first visited the construction site of the mansion, exchanged some ideas with her fellow apprentices, and then planned to visit some of the older elders.

However, after leaving the mansion and not walking too far, she saw a group of young men pushing and shouting at each other, apparently arguing and making a ruckus over something.

Although Richelle wasn’t directly involved in the village affairs, she was still considered by everyone as the head of the household.

Encountering such a situation, she couldn’t just ignore it.

Accompanied by her bodyguard, she pushed through the crowd and stepped between the two arguing men.

“What’s going on?”

Upon seeing her, the two men stopped and greeted her respectfully as the mistress.

After understanding the cause, Richelle was about to mediate when someone in the crowd suddenly exclaimed passionately, “What’s there to talk about? Just fight it out!”

Instantly, the other side’s rage erupted, “Fuck it, let’s fight! Who’s afraid of who?”, “Go on then, as if you’re scared of them!”

Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, Richelle felt uneasy and tried to exit the conflict zone, only to feel a thud at the back of her head.

Then, a wave of pain hit her, and she touched the back of her head, feeling a thick liquid. She looked at her hand, which was covered in blood.

The bodyguard had quickly come to protect her, and some villagers quickly apprehended the person who had attacked Richelle.

Being experienced, the bodyguard immediately restrained all ten or so troublemakers.

As soon as Richelle was hit, she knew she had fallen into a trap.

However, considering her ambiguous status, she didn’t say much at the scene, telling the managers to detain these ten or so people.

Several elders quickly brought a doctor to disinfect and bandage her wounds.

Among them was an elder who used to support Roy Lewis, who took advantage of the others’ absence to whisper to Richelle.

“Mistress, you need to report this to the old master.”

While Roy was absent, Richelle, as the mistress, couldn’t win the villagers’ approval.

This attack seemed to be a show of power aimed at Richelle.

Initially, Richelle didn’t want to deal with village affairs.

After all, Roy had said that the interests of the village were just a drop in the bucket compared to the Lewis Group.

However, people cannot forget their roots.

Richelle didn’t share the Lewis surname and had no connection or emotional attachment to the family other than her three children and Roy.

But Roy was still in his prime, and his children would undoubtedly be tied to the Lewis’ Village in the future.

“Jason, I’ll handle this myself!”

Richelle didn’t want to deal with it before because Roy was eventually going to handle these matters himself. Also, he wanted to take advantage of his fake death to clear out some troublemakers in the village.

However, now that Richelle had been attacked, if she didn’t step up to sort things out, Roy’s temperament could lead to bigger problems.

By then, his long-planned schemes would inevitably be affected.

Jason was startled when he heard her wanting to handle it herself.

“Mistress, this matter…”

Richelle interrupted him, “Jason, Roy has important matters to attend to right now and can’t deal with these issues. The old master is getting old, and I can’t bear to trouble him with this. Besides, you guys don’t want to see him struggling either, right?”

At first, Richelle had only suspected the younger generation in the village, but after hearing Jason’s words, she realized that Roy was practically forgotten in the village.

From top to bottom, old to young, everyone was trying to seize power during this opportunity.

Richelle, who was temporarily managing the village as the mistress, became their stumbling block.

They first issued a warning to her, and once she brought up the matter with the old master, they would take the chance to persuade him that she lacked the ability to govern the village and the villagers didn’t accept her, among other things.

By then, with the overwhelming momentum, even the old master wouldn’t be able to protect her.

After figuring this all out, Richelle, with a bandaged head, returned to the room where the ten-odd troublemakers were being held.

Upon entering the noisy room, someone bold enough spoke to her directly.

“Mistress, this matter had nothing to do with you; you just barged in. We would have just argued and fought and settled it. Even if someone got hit, we have thick bones and could have just bandaged ourselves up. But you, mistress, are delicate, and now that you’ve been hit, we’re probably going to be punished.”

It sounded as if they were blaming her for meddling in their business.

Richelle nodded, “Yes, it’s my fault.”

After saying that, she turned to her bodyguard.

“Delroy, arrange a car and invite these brothers to stay at the Kingdom Club as my apology..”