It was high noon when Lord Knightley arrived. His presence made the room cold and dreary as he looked expressionless at her pale and sickly daughter.
"Who is she?"
"She fine the doctor said, she just needs to rest."
Lady Zhao low voice answered him as she embraces her husband from behind. She knew how much he loved his daughter and she worries about what he might do. He may be powerful but challenging the man who hurt his daughter is like declaring war in the economical world. It will surely affect a lot of people's lives.
"Mother and Father will be arriving shortly."
"I'll have their rooms prepared."
She then left the man alone with their little girl as she took a last glimpse at the man he loved, it was the first time he showed such vulnerable expression. He was the man everyone feared yet resting in front of him was his weakness.
