After all, Henry Williams was getting on in years and his health wasn't what it used to be.
Everyone could see just how mischievous the second young master of the Williams family really was.
But Liam had only caught those four words: my girlfriend.
He paused mid-stride, his pace faltering for just a moment before he coldly spat out two words. "Nonsense."
Christopher Martin blinked. "..."
So, sir, did you make a mistake the moment you stepped into the office?
Or was it because I mentioned something I shouldn't have?
"Ahem. I understand, sir. But, sir... what happened to your lip? Should I have someone buy you some ointment?"
"No need. Just a scratch from my cat. And can you keep your mouth shut from now on?"
Liam was lying through his teeth, and he did it with perfect composure.
Seeing that Liam had suddenly shut down, Christopher realized the seriousness of the situation. He quickly stepped forward, opened the office door for him, and made a polite, deferential gesture.
He didn't dare say another word that might upset his boss.
Liam remained indifferent, his fair skin glowing under the office lights, his demeanor cold and aloof.
He walked straight into the office, took off his coat, and tossed it onto the sofa. His gaze landed on the stern-faced Henry Williams, who was already waiting inside. "Dad. What brings you here?"
"What do you think? You've been running wild all day. Where have you been for the past two days? If I hadn't called, and if that boy hadn't told me you were still working, I would have thought you'd sneaked off to join the army again..."
Eight years ago, Liam had done exactly that. He'd vanished without a trace, and by the time they found him, he was already a special forces soldier.
Henry still got angry just thinking about it.
Now, even after serving for three years, Liam was no better. He didn't want to come back. He kept saying his lifelong dream was to work for the organization forever.
There were so many bad people in the world. Could they really catch them all?
Besides, bullets didn't have eyes. It would have been fine if he'd just been a senior commander. But Liam had to join the most dangerous special forces unit, putting his life at risk every single day.
Even though the Williams family were military officials in the government, they didn't have to go to the battlefield at all. But Liam had gotten himself hurt more times than Henry could count just to be a special forces soldier.
So this time, Henry was determined not to let his son put himself in danger again.
"Alright, I was wrong. Dad, you've been scolding me nonstop. I'm standing right here in front of you now."
Liam walked over to him and poured him a cup of Biluochun tea, Henry's favorite. "Dad, did you come all this way just to see me? I don't think it's that simple. Is there something else you need from me?"
"What do you think? Why didn't you report to me yourself? Ah Hao, I heard it from Old Xue. Are you being honest with me?"
Henry raised the teacup beside him, took a sip, and spoke solemnly.
"Oh, that's what I wanted to tell you. I got married." Liam said it casually, as if it were nothing.
"What? Married? Whose daughter? Does she come from a good family? Does she have a good personality? Does she love you?"
"Look at what you're saying. Is there a woman in this city who doesn't like Liam Williams?"
Well, that line sounded familiar.
Vaguely, he remembered that the last time he saw Emma Johnson, she had said something similar to him.
"But I've never heard of you having a girlfriend. How did you get married? Don't be like your brother. What are you doing? No, I'm not sure. You can bring her home tonight and let me see her." Henry was very conservative. Marriage wasn't a joke.
They could talk about it after he'd seen her. Whether he agreed or disagreed, she had to step through the gates of Windsor Manor first, didn't she?
"I know, Dad. Just leave it to me. I don't need you to worry about it."
When he thought of his younger brother, Liam really felt like his head was about to split in two.
As a child, Liam had been quiet and didn't like to talk much.
Benjamin, on the other hand, was very cheerful, but he always acted like a fool, a bit too playful. Still, Liam thought his brother wasn't as useless as the rumors outside made him out to be. He just thought Benjamin wasn't mature enough.
In fact, there were many servants in such a large, splendid manor. Usually, the old man would go out to have parties with his old comrades-in-arms, and Benjamin rarely came home for dinner. So the place looked a little lonely.
In recent days, Liam had felt the warmth of a family for the first time at Emma's home. Although their standard of living was far from his own, Liam could always capture the breath of happiness from Sophia and James Johnson.
"Well, I'm too stubborn and I don't know what's going on. I can't listen to what I've said. This morning, he asked me to split the company and let him manage it. To tell you the truth, I'm not at all at ease." Henry directly refused his youngest son's request. There was no door open for that. "Did he really say that? That's great. I think it's a good thing. Dad, well, let him manage it himself. Maybe he really has the ability to do it? You can also learn something by the way. It's not a bad thing." Liam suggested.
Henry frowned tightly, a deep "Chuan" character etched onto his face. He hesitated. "We'll discuss this later. In the evening, remember to bring the girl you got the certificate with home to show me. Your father, I've seen more women than you've eaten rice."
Liam blinked. "..."
What was there to show off about that? Besides, Dad, you've only had one wife, okay?
It was the same as saying he'd been through how many women.
He thought this, but he didn't dare say it. "I know, Dad. Is there anything else? If it's all right, I'll get back to work. Or you'll say that I just get paid and don't do anything."
"Stinky boy, you and I are poor. If you find a powerful wife, you'll have a better life in the future." Henry got up and walked out with his crutch. "At night, don't forget."
"Well, I see. I'll see you off." Liam explained.
"Yes."
Christopher finished his task, then quickly trotted over to help Henry. "Master, please take your time."
Henry looked at the meticulous Christopher in front of him. "Xiao Yan, have you seen that girl?"
"No, sir. It's a good job of secrecy." Christopher replied respectfully.
"Then you keep a close eye on me. Don't let those unruly girls get close to your husband, you understand."