Chapter 741

• The butler respectfully held the car door open, gesturing for Liza to step inside. She hadn’t expected to find someone else already seated in the car—a man who appeared frail and drained of energy. His complexion was pale, and his tired eyes hinted at a long battle with illness.
• With her keen observation, she could tell that his condition was severe. His gaze carried an unsettling stillness, a sign that his days might be numbered.
• The man barely acknowledged her presence, offering only a brief glance before shutting his eyes as if even that small effort had exhausted him. His weak posture made it clear that he lacked the strength to engage in conversation.