Wow! My wife is beautiful and obedient, everyone envies her!

Noah had barely settled into his soft chair after arriving at the office from home when there was a knock on the door.

He said, "Please come in," and Kyle strode in quickly with a serious expression. "Master, there has been an explosion at the factory in the northern suburbs."

Noah's expression changed, and he looked at Kyle with a serious and cold expression. He stood up and said only one sentence, "Let's go!"

The two walked away together and took a car to the northern suburbs.

The explosion caused a fire. Even before getting close to the factory, a thick plume of black smoke could be seen rising into the sky. When we arrived at the factory, it was surrounded by people.

The federal firefighters were simply carrying hoses and pouring water on the building; they were just doing their job. The explosion had destroyed most of the factory, and everything was in ruins after the fire.

A crowd of onlookers had gathered around. When Noah arrived, the federal sheriff who had been supervising the firefighting efforts walked over, took off his hat, and said politely, "Mr. Noah, I'm sorry I couldn't minimize your losses."

Noah looked at him, his hawk-like eyes cold. "Then please, Sheriff Pullman, find the culprit behind this fire."

“This…” Pullman hesitated. “Mr. Noah, as far as I know, this factory is used by the Davis family to manufacture guns, and it contains many flammable and explosive materials. I think that before searching for the culprit, Mr. Noah, you should educate the factory’s employees on production safety knowledge.”

Having served as sheriff in Juecheng for many years, Pullman knew that either the Davis family's small factory was operating improperly by workers, or someone was deliberately targeting the Davis family.

The North Continent is vast, with hundreds of counties in just one region. Each county has its own mafia, large and small. Although the Davis family's "Lion" is known as the king of the North Continent, it's not impossible for even a small mafia to cause them trouble.

Pullman didn't want to get involved in the Mafia's struggles; self-preservation was the wisest choice.

“I will do what I’m supposed to do, but Chief Pullman, shouldn’t you also do your job? If you can’t even do your job properly, you might as well let Juecheng replace you with a more capable chief.”

Pullman's expression changed, and he said with a fawning smile, "Mr. Noah, if someone did this on purpose, I will definitely find the culprit for you. Don't worry, let's investigate properly after the fire is out."

Noah didn't speak again, but his eyes were cold.

"Is it really worth the trip, Noah, for a small factory to explode and catch fire?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Noah turned around and asked, "Uncle, what brings you here?"

"Of course I had to come. You took everything from the house, leaving us only scraps. And this factory, weren't you going to put it in my hands, Noah? What's the meaning of this fire?"

Ryan Davis stared at Noah with emotionless blue eyes. The old man, with slightly graying temples, had seen too much and was better at hiding his emotions than many young people.

Noah had met all sorts of people, but he still couldn't figure out what his uncle was plotting.

“The fire just started and hasn’t been completely extinguished yet. We’ll find out what happened after the investigation. Besides, Uncle, I’m just concerned about your property. It’s just a small factory worth eight million. I rushed over as soon as I heard about the explosion.”

Noah emphasized the word "just," making it seem as if his entire speech was solely for the purpose of uttering that word.

Ryan remained calm as he met Noah's gaze, his eyes filled with a coldness and ruthlessness no less than that of his nephew.

“No matter what caused the explosion and fire, Noah, this is the factory you gave me. You have to give me back eight million to rebuild it, and of course, the orders that this factory is currently processing.” A ruthless glint flashed in Ryan’s eyes. “Uncle only got this place. I still have five children and three wives to support. Please understand how difficult it is for your uncle.”

"Of course, besides your three wives, you also have seven concubines, Uncle. I won't let you be unable to support them. Kyle, transfer one million to your uncle's account."

"Yes."

"I have other things to attend to, so I'll be leaving now." With that, Noah prepared to depart.

Ryan seemed to have thought of something, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a sly look. "You seem to really like the thing that guy named Lis gave you last night. I heard that you arrived at the company two hours later than usual today to wait for him to wake up."

Noah paused, a hint of displeasure in his expression. He disliked the feeling of being watched by his elders in everything he did at his age.

"That was indeed a handsome Easterner, and quite unique. For us wealthy folks, that kind of toy is the most interesting. But, Noah, if you like that toy, you should teach him more. When I arrived, I heard that the Easterner fell down the stairs. How could such a big man be so unsteady on his feet? Or did you do something to him last night?"

Noah turned to look at Ryan, a hint of anger in his sharp, eagle-like eyes.

Ryan smiled at his nephew's anger. "Don't be so angry. I was just giving you a friendly reminder. You have high standards. After all these years of picking, you've only found someone who suits your taste. I don't want you to be 30 and still have no experience with romance."

"Then I'll thank you for reminding me, Uncle."

After saying that, Noah didn't say anything more and quickly got back into the car.

When Noah was angry, the air pressure around him would become heavy. Kyle looked at him angrily and asked, "Master, should we go home and check on the situation?"

In a world without cell phones, information was primarily obtained through letters and personal exchanges.

"Go home and see how things go. They'll just think I really cherish Qi Yuan. In that case, not only will I be in trouble, but Qi Yuan will also be in a lot of trouble. I'll just go back to the company."

"Yes."

Kyle opened the partition and told the driver to go back to the company.

After giving the instructions, Kyle pulled the partition back up.

He glanced at Noah, who looked somewhat uneasy and angry, and asked, "Patriarch, are you worried about Mr. Qi Yuan?"

Noah smiled. "Kyle, if you had a cute little cat, and someone told you it was sick and you couldn't get back right away, would you worry?"

"meeting."

“So, isn’t it natural for me to be worried?” Noah asked.

Kyle paused for a moment, then nodded.

He thought to himself: The head of the family seems to have convinced me with a very legitimate reason.