Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

But compared to ordinary people, he was already much better.

“We can check the situation of Timothy and Tifanny’s master at that time. If necessary, we can stay in the manor for two months, let them attend classes for one month and play for another month.”

Richelle didn’t care, “Can you leave for two months?”

Roy clicked his tongue, “In the past, I thought Lewis Group would collapse if I didn’t return for a week. But as it turns out, I haven’t been back for nearly three months now, and isn’t it still fine?”

Richelle glared at him, “Isn’t that because Timmy, Timothy, Tifanny, and I were giving our support?”

Roy knew that, of course, “Yeah, these past few months have been tough for you all, especially you.”

Richelle covered his mouth, “Alright, let’s not get sentimental.”

The two of them chatted for more than half an hour.

Richelle couldn’t help but laugh.

“We were just discussing our Mid-Autumn plans, how did we end up talking about Spring Festival vacation plans too?”

Roy replied, “This shows that our lives need more things to look forward to for us to be happier and more motivated.”

Richelle jokingly said, “I can’t believe Master Lewis actually needs motivation and something to look forward to.”

Roy hugged her tighter, “Why not? Especially when it comes to you, I can always gain endless motivation and energy.”

Richelle laughed, “So I’m a power bank?”

Roy shook his head, “How could that be? You’re my everlasting power source.”

Richelle scoffed, “Isn’t that still a power bank? Or, let’s use a different term, a charging station!”

…

That day, Richelle went to the Lewis residence and unintentionally heard the secretaries gossiping.

“The Clarksons are not worse off than The Yellows, but the Yellows, relying on their maternal family the Lewis’, don’t give any face to the Clarksons.”

“Saying they don’t give face is a bit too much. I heard they’ve given the betrothal gifts and everything, they just don’t plan to hold an engagement banquet. How is that not giving face?”

“Exactly, the Lewis family just held a funeral, so it’s quite unreasonable and insensitive to insist on holding an engagement banquet now.”

Richelle got the general idea but didn’t know who the person involved was.

When she returned to her office, she asked Nathan Caroule.

“Who are they gossiping about with the Clarksons and the Yellows outside?”

Nathan listed the relationships in the Lewis family for her.

“Roy’s fifth aunt is Elizabeth Lewis. Her husband’s surname is Yellow. You should remember their son Wilbert Yellow.”

Richelle nodded. He was a supervisor in one of the departments here, not very capable but generally honest.

“It’s about Wilbert Yellow getting engaged to the Clarkson family’s young miss. The engagement news has been out for more than a month, and they didn’t mention holding an engagement banquet then. Normally, nobody would care too much whether they held an engagement banquet or even a wedding. But a few days ago, the Clarksons suddenly spread rumors that the Yellows didn’t hold an engagement banquet because they looked down on the Clarksons.”

Richelle just took it as something between the Clarksons and the Yellows.

She didn’t take it too seriously. But in the evening when she got home, she heard Uncle Axel mention that Elizabeth Lewis had come at noon.

“What did she come for?”

Richelle didn’t have a good impression of any of Roy’s uncles and aunts.

“She said she had something to discuss with the old man, but he didn’t want to see her and didn’t let her in.”

Richelle nodded and looked around.

“Where’s grandpa?”

“He’s in the tutoring room upstairs. Timmy, Timothy, and Tifanny are teaching him how to use a computer to play chess.”

Obviously, the old man’s mood hadn’t been affected by Elizabeth’s visit.

Richelle was unsure if the old man knew about the rumors between the Yellows and the Clarksons. After thinking about it, she went to the study to find Roy.

Roy had learned about the rumors caused by the engagement earlier. When Richelle asked about it, he said.

“Don’t bother with them; let them sort it out.”

Richelle found it strange, “Both families have enough money, so holding an engagement banquet shouldn’t be difficult. Why did it turn out like this?”

Roy understood it better.

“They’re just using this as an excuse!”

Richelle didn’t get it right away, “What do you mean?”

Roy asked her, “Did Delroy tell you about Aldo Lewis’ recent situation?”

Richelle nodded, “Yes, he said that since Alexander Lewis died, he’s been quite incapable. His collaboration with Mason Lilliput is progressing slowly, and now he’s trying to sell off some investments and assets.”

Roy hummed in agreement, “I think they’re eyeing the shares in grandpa’s hands.”

Richelle furrowed her brows, “Are these incidents necessarily related?”

Roy patiently analyzed the situation.

“The Clarksons asked to hold an engagement banquet, but the Yellows refused, citing the recent funeral in the Lewis family. That means they’re shifting the blame for not holding the engagement banquet to our Lewis family. That’s why Elizabeth came to see grandpa.”

Richelle was speechless and couldn’t help but curse, “Shit!”

“The Lewis family’s funeral has nothing to do with the Yellows, right? They’re just trying to frame us! It’s like grandpa’s just minding his own business at home, and the blame comes falling from the sky!”