The elderly man seemed travel-worn and was dressed very plainly.
The security staff on the perimeter of the shopping center saw the old man and adopted an overbearing attitude.
Just as they were preparing to stop him, Chen Yu hurriedly greeted him.
"Mr. Victor, how come you're here all of a sudden?"
Victor, panting heavily, handed a transfer contract to Chen Yu.
"I came in a rush and didn't have anything good to give. This is a property of mine in Cyprus, consider it a celebration gift for you."
Chen Yu's eyes widened in disbelief; he had seen the property of the William family in Cyprus—it was a castle with a history of over six hundred years.
That place was also a highland fortress, one of the few historic buildings of its kind in the West.
"Old sir, this gift is simply too generous…"
"Mr. Chen, just take it," Victor insisted, as he stuffed a file bag into Chen Yu's arms.
