Lu Zhe's eyes were bloodshot.
His body rose and fell with his breathing pattern.
He watched as Lu Nianxin strutted away in her high heels, head held high.
Looking down at his unfinished coffee, he was momentarily overcome with frustration and almost flipped the table.
Belatedly realizing that he was being watched, Lu Zhe left the cafe, feeling suffocated.
Little did he know, this scene had been perfectly captured by a man hiding in the bushes nearby.
The man immediately sent the photo to Lu Yun.
Scrolling through his phone, he looked up and laughed loudly, keeping the call going, and proudly instructed the other end, "You must spread the word about today's event; the more people who know, the better." To prevent Lu Zhe from harboring any more ambitions of taking over the Lu Family's leadership.
"Yes," the man on the other side of the phone responded respectfully.
