Scold Lewis for Being Stingy

Located in the heart of the city, the Felton Family Estate shone brightly like a luxurious mountain resort, with its lights casting a vibrant and enchanting glow. Well-trained bodyguards in black suits patrol back and forth. Leonard rushed, stepping onto the expensive black rosewood staircase to climb to the second floor. The carving on the handrails of the staircase was as exquisite as a work of art, revealing low-key luxury without overt design. William preferred traditional houses rather than extravagant styles. He adored this low-key, stable yet imposing building. Walking through the elongated corridor, Leonard knocked on the study door. After receiving permission, he walked in. "Mr. William, Mr. Lewis." The uncle and nephew were seated on the sofa, discussing work. Several folders were placed on the heavy wooden table. Lewis, who was pouring tea for William, saw that Leonard had an unusually... excited expression. That should be an apt description. He could not help being curious.