Preston held his breath. He felt suffocated as he could not speak.

Griffon glanced at him coldly again, “What?”

Preston was so angry that he sn atched the coat from the serv ant’s hand, threw it over his shoulder, turned around, and

was about to leave.

Taya hurriedly got off Griffon and called out to Preston, “Preston, wait a minute.”

Preston was in a rage and wanted to ignore her. However, thinking of Griffon’ warning, he stopped in his tracks.

He had no choice as Griffon’ was too powerful for him, and he had been used to it since he was a kid. Griffon’ words were like

the imperial decree...